Welcome To Living Death

There comes a point in time
Where nothing matters
Where your vision is blurred
Where there's nothing but darkness encircling you 
Where love has lost and Fear has won. 

There comes a situation when you realize your hopeless,
lifeless, faithless, graceless, breathless, and  mindless 
mind has taken over and won. 

Where happiness is feared and sadness is embraced. 
 
Welcome to living death.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Phillips Avatar
October 16, 2013 at 12:29 AM
While the things around you are dead you are still living and that's the amazing part about this poem. Keep on living my friend, things will get better.
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October 14, 2013 at 9:15 PM
wow,,, so deep.... Christian, I read this and I'm intrigued, and in wonder about death... You write about it with passion. glad I stopped by to read your latest.... LINDA
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October 9, 2013 at 1:23 PM
This is a worrisome poem. I do like the way you write and hope the process gives you satisfaction. BG
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