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The feeling of doubt weighs heavy on my stomach Like an anchor holding me down I try and release it but my arms are too weak Someone starts to work with me Pulling the chain up one link at a time I'm feeling lighter with every pull I'm feeling lighter with the realisation that I am not alone
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Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
shelster-1
Doubt
The feeling of doubt weighs heavy on my stomach Like an anchor holding me down I try and release it but my arms are too weak Someone starts to work with me Pulling the chain up one link at a time I'm feeling lighter with every pull I'm feeling lighter with the realisation that I am not alone
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I am the Night. I am a faint breeze sifting through the solemn sound of silence. I am the creeping clutch of the depths of your dreams dragging your eyelids closed, The greatest feats and familiar fears encountered in an entrancement of your fantasy I am the flecks of white flayed upon the dark canvas to highlight a lone silhouette, The fades and shades of blues and hues of purple slowly entangling in a twilight tragedy. I am the symphony composed by crickets and cicadas tuned right to the moonlight, The crescendo of chimes under a crescent casting light through cloudy blinds. I am shared whispers under a beach blanket spoken to the rhythm of the tide, The ebb and flow of an equivalent current stroking the sea-soaked shore. I am the dew dripped damp grass curling beneath bare feet of midnight lovers, The cold, forgotten feeling of slivers of leaves weaving their way between tickled toes. I am the moon attempting reflection of a greater beauty back upon the world, A mere semblance of the sublime sunken Sun sentenced to never bask in her own radiance. I am the creation born of the breathtaking Sun kissing the very end of the world, A longing caress of her rays upon the horizon grasping my cool fingers as the world falls away.
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 4:05 AM UTC
RyanV
I Am the Night
I am the Night. I am a faint breeze sifting through the solemn sound of silence. I am the creeping clutch of the depths of your dreams dragging your eyelids closed, The greatest feats and familiar fears encountered in an entrancement of your fantasy I am the flecks of white flayed upon the dark canvas to highlight a lone silhouette, The fades and shades of blues and hues of purple slowly entangling in a twilight tragedy. I am the symphony composed by crickets and cicadas tuned right to the moonlight, The crescendo of chimes under a crescent casting light through cloudy blinds. I am shared whispers under a beach blanket spoken to the rhythm of the tide, The ebb and flow of an equivalent current stroking the sea-soaked shore. I am the dew dripped damp grass curling beneath bare feet of midnight lovers, The cold, forgotten feeling of slivers of leaves weaving their way between tickled toes. I am the moon attempting reflection of a greater beauty back upon the world, A mere semblance of the sublime sunken Sun sentenced to never bask in her own radiance. I am the creation born of the breathtaking Sun kissing the very end of the world, A longing caress of her rays upon the horizon grasping my cool fingers as the world falls away.
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