The Feeling...
The feeling...of walking your whole
life on a thin ledge.
... Of flirting with emotions you
don't truly understand.
...of dreaming of falling, through
the air, free as a bird.
The feeling ...of slipping, did you
fall, or were you pushed?
...of losing sight of
yourself and your feelings.
...of struggling to climb back as
your pushed down by the weights
that are put upon you
The feeling... of falling into yourself,
a cold, numb feeling.
...of no more despair, just numbing
pain and a sense of unreality.
...of knowing that you may be hurting
others, then realizing, to your own
subconcsious horror, you don't even care about
that anymore
As you scream up at people to help you,
They either walk on by as if they can't see you, can't hear you...
Or they call down useless words, fake words, disbelieving words...
Too proud or scared to admit defeat, struggling on on your own,
Too cold and numb to care about anything
slowly, slowly...
...you die inside...
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Poetry or writing, I find there's little difference a lot of the time (=
My words may mean so very little but I hope my actions will lead you out of all this. Don't worry about hurting us, friends are there for you to fall back on, in situations such as this. But you don't need to struggle through it alone either. Plus, just to point out, you've proven you care about hurting others, you held it up inside of you for so long, you even realised that you may be hurting others, by reccognising this, you show that you do care. None of us can simply walk on by, we just need a little time to decide upon the right thing to do. I really care about you, I know I got upset and went on a rampage of anger in that journal you read but I was just confused. As hard as it is for you to solve this matter, it is hard also for me to help you.
You write beautifully, you should do this stuff more often, you've left a sharp cold feeling right over my heart with your heavy words.
Love you
If right now you can find nothing else, hold on to hope, for it will find a way to shine through, even if I have to make it do so myself...
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-I'm Guilmon in dA's Digimon Crew.
I'm a river valley drowned by a rise in sea-level...
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We must go live to feed the hungry
Stand beside the broken
We must go
Stepping forward keep us from just singing
Move us into action
We must go
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