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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One last good fight, go down swinging, one last act of true defiance Words engraved within my soul, words that echo within my heart of hearts My tidal waves of emotions resemble the roots of the welwichia…. They`re deep As I contemplate the reprocurtions of my next move against the Gods I have lost my most valued person and never really found a replacement for her The pain is gone and only numbness colonizes my soul, only numbness colonizes my soul I fought bravely, I loved fiercely, but in the end it was all for a shallow emptiness within What if I fought longer, what if I graduate, what if the world turns its back on my ideals There is a deep hurt inside me, A deep hurt that no lavishly crafted sentence could explain There is a deep sense of loss harboring my essence, my very soul in chains, my Kunta Kinte is a slave My beliefs have been raped, My beliefs ashamed to associate themselves with me, yes my faith has deserted me Words of a poet in turmoil, words of a poet in limbo, a poet on the brink of oblivion True love has shunned my romantic heart and turned it into broken class, my heart is in pieces My mind is like a man with low sperm count; my mind shoots blanks on this page My voice decomposes like a rotting carcass, my once loud, proud vibrant voice Fragmented memories pretend to re-shape the forgotten ones I lost, the ones that don’t haunt my dreams The ones where joy filled my core, ones where nightmares where only a myth Ones where my nightmarish haunted cries never went beyond the walls of my bedroom My lips have gradually forgotten how to form a smile, I don’t remember how to anymore Words of a poet in turmoil, words of a poet in limbo, a poet on the brink of oblivion There is a deep emptiness, a soul sucking abyss reaching out in all corners of my essence The point where you`ve experience so much pain and grief it literally doesn`t hurt anymore The point all you are inside is an empty shell hoarding a body, the point where the breath of life forsakes your existence I am at that point were words just don’t cut it anymore, the point where they fail to act like paint brushes creating an image of the hopelessness within Words of a poet in turmoil, words of a poet in limbo, a poet on the brink of oblivion Words of poet in civil war, a mutiny of the mind, an alliagence of the heart Words of a poet in turmoil, words of a poet in limbo, a poet on the brink of oblivion
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