I wrote this trying to get out of a writing dry spell. I thought I was too numb to write anything good. This proved me wrong (I hope).


Beyond this vast sea
Of pain
Beneath these vast trees
Of sorrow
Betrayed this soul, by me
Inert emotions I borrow

Unable to get out
I scream
Unaware of this note
My soul
Fear overwhelmed about
I hide inside and below

Slowly starving
My flesh
Sacredly stealing
My mind
I do not let it bring.
For all is left behind

Poetry by Daniel
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Written on 2006-02-09 at 02:13

Tags Pain  Confusion  Lost 

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Mark Reynolds
i like the rhythm of this poem. that and the words tend to lead me to my nice dark corner.