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Roots of Time

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Roots of Time

My soul fears it not. It languishes with all I’ve had…
Existence  cares it not. You either lose it or add it
My body freezes not , around myself people passing by... 
I’ve had this empty  spot, easy to conquer, hard to apply..

So I dive inside my self to find amusement and selfishness.
Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have?

Then I dive into my nature, and I see a man bringing  it to closure..
A path  he never walked.  He searched, and fought, 
And at the end, he became a hurt creature in a world of hallow…
He became filled with emotions and people he could never forgive…

So I dive  inside myself to find amusement and selfishness.
Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have?

Then I quiet down, I pray, I cry. I force myself to stand up
God! Where can find strength  to stop the pain where  I weak mostly?
What have I done to my  dreamt dreams, which were so happily created, and now 
so ghostly lived?     

So I dive  inside myself to find amusement and selfishness.
Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have?

Suddenly, I close my eyes. My hands tremble , my body stops…
I hear voices inside my head: 
“ its your time and  is now is too late, you journey is over,  this is your faith! Its your 
time and is now too late, your dream is over, there is no mate”

So I dive  inside myself to find amusement and selfishness.
Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have?
 

At the end I am Stumbled.  I am astonished by the feeling from within
All I have is emptiness.  I had it all  and never fought.. I saw it all, and never 
caught…
I simply stood away, and let it  pass by me…Amazingly and free. 
 I have chosen too much and have so little. I  am all alone. 

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  1. Date: 11/20/2013 9:48:00 PM
    Thoubert, . Congratulations, thank you for the lovely entry. Goodnight. Luv~LINDA