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by EchoMeadows on 27 December 2007 - 00:12
Hey found this author is unknown but WOW pretty descriptive.... your thoughts...
Escape (is the title I think)
Runaway
Runaway far from here, this place of shame, disappointment and betrayal.
Runaway as fast as I can to escape the emotions that embrace and torture me.
Runaway to the end of the earth seeing no sky, no water, no land.
Runaway and never look back to escape the pain that has embodied me.
How do you runaway from what you can not see
It follows me, covering my body just clinging like life itself.
It keeps me company though I ask it to leave upon arrival.
It stays even when I close the door in a feeble attempt to lock it out.
Like vapor no walls, or doors can contain it.
Stomp it gone
Stomp on it, squash it down flat and leave it lifeless no longer breathing.
Stomp on it to suppress it to its most minimized forum never to rise again.
Stomp on it to release the death grip it has on my soul and be free.
Stomp on it harder than I have ever stomped before and keep it gone.
Nothing left
Its dark here, cold and a bit damp, I shiver by physical response.
My mind is numb, and I breath but long for the day it just stops,
For only then will I be free of the pain & torture this breath and each breath returns to me.

by Sunsilver on 27 December 2007 - 01:12
Wow...Echo, are you okay??
Sounds like some of the poetry I wrote shortly after my husband died! What a downer! What's up?
{{{{HUGS}}}}}

by Bob-O on 27 December 2007 - 01:12
That sounds like something that should be set to music and released by Alanis Morrisette. Beautiful woman with a beautiful voice, but with some really depressing, moody songs.
Regards,
Bob-O
by dawgma on 27 December 2007 - 02:12
Sounds to me like a victim of a sbd turkey fart.
by EchoMeadows on 27 December 2007 - 02:12
Sunsilver, It's not me... and I'm so sorry for your loss !!!
But that was the idea... I found it in my chest keep, it was a project we had done in school
it was meant to be disected if you will and we were to give our thoughts to the class in writing
about what was the author thinking ?? what tragic event could have occured to cause someone to
write with such pain ?? things like that, the things the class came up varied from a death in the family to rape...
Thought it would be interesting to bring it here and gather thoughts like the teacher did in school...
The author was then and I believe is still unknown...

by Sunsilver on 27 December 2007 - 05:12
Why are you posting it here, though? You know what's going to happen with this crowd!
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