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I am alive, not dead

Drifting off into vapor, Plasmatic memoirs of the past. A time traveler, though still sitting here I am alive, not dead. I lift my hands up to my face, Check if I’m still breathing. I feel warm breathe drift out of me, I am alive, not dead. Check the clock, It ticks away, The time I have left in the world, I am alive, not dead. I’m running back in time to pain, The misery I had without you, Hate, crime, and suicide, I hate running back in time. Here to a day I died inside, Feel it all again, Anxious for reality, But stuck in a blockade of the past. Kill me now, Don’t wish to be, Stuck in this dreadful past. I think I am not alive… Gasping for air, Searching for reality, Escaping myself, Run back to the present. I lift my hands up to my face, Check if I’m still breathing. I feel warm breathe drift out of me, I am alive, not dead. Yes, I am alive, not dead.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/7/2010 3:38:00 PM
Wow so deep..thank you for sharing this amazing poem. -JodieQ
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Date: 6/7/2010 12:59:00 PM
This is very good , lots of images and thoughts to make one think!
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