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Emotionally Dead - Part 1

I am emotionally dead I can’t feel love, I just feel lead There is no place for me to go There is no hope left The darkness inside me It envelopes me I cry And long for I wish But there is nothing there My heart aches My mind remembers My being is so low Will it ever get up? I don’t think so. It’s been so long I can’t seem to move on I am stuck in hell But the air is cold. There is no warmth here No comfort No life Just me and mine. The fires burn I watch I am fascinated by the sparks I am fascinated by the show It dances in front of me It plays with my mind Just like my life It tortures me With memories And it flirts with my soul The red hot diamonds They form and they go The heat fumes emerge then And warm up dead souls I sit here alone I am always alone I feel this is safe Oh fool, you are stone My life has been here Always in hell I want it so over To get out of this cell. There’s no place like home They want you believe That is where the heart is Will I ever be free I feel the cords bind me Too tight for release The beauty that you see Is hidden to me I sit here, am so trapped There’s no peace in me Just memories of darkness No sun that can lead Can’t be that I’m alive Not truly I think It’s like dirty stump oil Is hindering me. The flowers have all died The beauty all shriveled This is my life It loves to play riddles I want to say goodbye For just one last time To just lay my head down And peace just be mine But I know somewhere near me Is hope of some kind Wanting to know just What love could be mine I can’t go on forever With feelings like these I’ve cried out for too long Can I just have some peace

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Date: 1/5/2011 4:58:00 AM
This was sorrowful. Well written. A few of my kids that I work with are able to express their feelings through poems. I encourage it as an alternative coping skill. Hope this is fictional. God Bless. Vince
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