I'm LOVING AND LIVING

Captured by it, I'm beating on the walls
Not accepted, trapped in my imprisonment
No one hears my calls
It's going to be along time spent
Here inside this place
Seeing her face
Dreams relapse themselves every night
Before I slip into my mind I say to myself im alright
Waking from the dreams
Sweat beads and it seems
I will never get over
My past lover
Captured by it, I'm beating on the walls
Not accepted, I'm my own imprisonment
No one hears my calls
It's going to be along time spent
Yesterday I went and lent
My whole hearted heart away
I'm still telling myself its ok
When will I be able to stop,
Giving a fuck and drop,
All the things that make me real
I can't stop its how I feel
No, no more strength to hold it in position
Quicker than ever I see disposition
Everything rearranged to black dark nothing
And for some reason it's so comforting
With black dark you cannot see
With nothing you don't have to worry
Letting go of it, bloody hands rest
Don't need to be accepted, I wish love was forgiving
Tried my hardest and did my best
I wish I could go on Loving, I wish I still believed in living




Poetry by cory Crook
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Written on 2005-11-23 at 04:59

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penfold18
A very emotional piece lots of anger and resentment at not fully letting go,but someone will always listen, and life will carry on, its just time that seems interminable :-)
2005-11-23