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Angela Roark Poem
The fire within you burns with such rage. While you are consumed with so much pain. It is
so hard to reach above while you are trying not to go under. Swimming thru a pool of
blood as stench muffles your nostrils. You are drowning and suffocating and you can't
catch your breath. Too many voices screaming out, filling your thoughts with words you
cant repeat. The shadows you seek are in every corner you see. The pain and turmoil you
hear has control of your waking moments. They taunt and tease you for you to do violent
things. The more you say "NO", the more angry they become. There's no peace, no end, no
privacy. They look at you with cold and dark hollow eyes. Their stares penatrates down into
your very soul. You scratch and crawl trying to see the light. The horror, the evil from
within won't stop you from the emptiness they seek. So much anger, so much hate evolves
around their energy. Their like a succubus draining you till you can't give no more. 1/15/
2013
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Time and space seems to be out of our rach. But in reality and fantasy you can be anything. What darkness can't provide the light will show you the way. Darkness is in everyone, tho you may not want to admit it, but it shows. The light can be seen thru a keyhole in time, a portal in your past, present, and furture. Which do you succumb to? The darkness can be tricky, letting you embrace in the things that you have no control over. The light flickers thru a demension like a portal thru a kaleidoscope. The more you think, the more it becomes a reality. You scream and fight to take control of your life. Only you have the power to break free from these demesions. Do you let it break you? 1/14/2013
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Silence is suppose to be the golden rule, but silence can be deafing!!! You hear screams and you awake. Are you alone or is there someone there? You sit there and listen, nothing, you scream out, nothing. What's going thru your mind, nobody can fathom. The darkness creeps into every corner of your brain. The silence is breathing down your neck. The more you listen, the harder it gets to scream. The harder you scream, the harder it gets for anyone or anything to hear you. You're so fragil like a baby and you try so hard to stay alive to fight. But at times the darness wins and it silence you!!! 1/14/2013
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Drifting here and there like a shadow is like darkness you cant reach. The more you see the more you want to forget. Taken a breath is nothing, but surviving the breath is a miracle. The darkness forms, swirling in every morphosis of your being, but when you look back there is nothing but emptiness. The emptiness surrounds you and its hard not to listen, waiting for something, anything to jolt you back to reality. Does reality exist or are you living in a dream? You scream and scream but the only sound you make, only the darkness can hear you. Darkness and light mixes in with your eternal soul. Both are fighting each other for power. Which one do you control or do you let them control you? 1/14/2013
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