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To Give Up... Or Not...

Fierce...Frightening...Hateful...

 Defense...Fear...Braking...

 Like a hawk chasing a mouse is the way it follows me.
 Like a child's scream of pain it tortures me.

 I run. I flee.
 Begging, screaming to be free.

 It entangles my limbs like wild growing vines.
 No matter where I go I trip over the lines.
 
 I'm tired of running. Tired of not knowing what to feel.
 Are these thoughts and feelings my own? Are they real?

 I lay down and curl up. I decide not to fight. 
 I want to give up. That is MY right. 

 As I begin to give up I feel something new. 
 Anger. Its proud, horrifying and could not be more true.

 I jump up and let out a howling scream. I will not give up.
 I will take control. This is my dream. 

 I rip through the vines and pick up my feet. 
 I begin to run forward. I will not retreat. 

 I see something bright. Its so close. 
 I almost gave up. I almost froze. 

 I kept going and found the sunlight. I'm no longer lost. 
 I gave a good fight no matter the cost.

 Now I've ceased what I want to cease.
 Close your eyes and breathe. 

 Its peace.

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Audonus Taylor

Date: 10/29/2010 7:25:00 PM

Brilliant. One would even say it is almost Epic. If nothing else you have the ability to described things in a way that helps us see what you see. As a writer, you have accomplished what most writers struggle with. You make it easy for us to see what you mean because you paint it for us as clear as day. Love how you used your dream in your writing. Everything is a muse lol..Great Job