As shadows move in endless time I try desperately to release my mind To stop the noise of the pounding drum Which forbids my head from being numb
So seconds flow and hours pass Yet my eyes still watch the shadows creep Across the desert of my sleep. I just want emptiness to swallow me And know I am finally free.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
The middle of a dark poem.
I like that writing poetry helps get the words out of my head my sadness turning into such hauntingly beautiful art.
Only middle of poem was posted as entire poem is quite suicidal which I am not. I found this piece amongst my uni studies when I was packing to move house.. It is strange to look back 2 years and wonder how you even got out of bed,... After tragedy..
ladyjewelDurban, KwaZulu-Natal South AfricaApr 6, 2014
beautiful expression of words.
I agree words in my head written down make sense of the world again the dark places are also part of us and sometimes need to be put out into the universe as well
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Sad write......Mick.
beautiful expression of words.
I agree words in my head written down make sense of the world again
the dark places are also part of us and sometimes need to be put out into the universe as well