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Just a Little Longer

( JUST A LITTLE LONGER ) Desolation, Wide open space, Between the trees and me, Emptiness and me, Confusion and decisions, Feelings hard to define, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, Coldness seeps Its way in, I am falling deeper, Into what I fear most, As I reach out, There is nothing there, As possible there was something once, Only to be gone, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, The sun drops, The last inch of light falls, The squirrels more likely to be huddled up, But not me, Something I never possessed, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, Then the sun has gone, Darkness spreads its wings over me, I see nothing so no one sees me, Feeling of bitterness only, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, An Owl peers down, With question in her eyes, She doesn't have a hope, In helping me, As she doesn't see my pain, Spreads her wings, Passes me by, And I say to myself, Just a little longer, The soft earth, Seems the only thing holding me up, Even then I could slip, And wondering takes me, To why and how I got here, Without even knowing it, Yet no one notices, As they didn't see before, So I say to myself, Just a little longer, Shimmering in the darkness, I see two moons, Reflecting off a stream of thoughts, Ongoing forever more, Along a rocky road, Slowly giving in to finding a way out, I take the plunge under the river, Then the wind carries a whisper, Gently on a breeze, 'Just a little longer.' (c) Jasmine Paul 11-22-2014

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Date: 12/2/2014 12:43:00 PM
I love this, so many twists and turns. Great write!
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Date: 11/22/2014 8:14:00 AM
My family lost someone dear to us, and I am sure that mental illness was to blame, people fighting mental illness shouldn't have to fight alone; we don't expect someone with hardened arteries to "just hold on a little longer." Brains are organs of the human body just like hearts, and they are subject to disease, treatable disease. Nicely written poem Jasmine.
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