#rethinking - Hello Poetry

The well is dry now I... When the sky goes dark you'll know I'm... The birds in the trees are quiet I'm ready... Even the wind is calm and hushed I'm ready to... God throw down your hardest rain I'm ready to die... Let nothing more be left unsaid, Let nothing more of me remain I'm ready. A vision of weeping I... Faces of my family pass by I'm... I have left a hole in this world I'm ready... I didn't want to see my worth I'm ready to... My grave is still shallow I'm ready to die... Remorse sets in from my actions and deed I'm ready to die another... There is sudden realization as gray appears beyond black and white I'm ready to die another day. Please--- Let me live.

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Mar 13, 2020

Mar 13, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC

andrew-layman

Desperate Amen (55:22)

The well is dry now I... When the sky goes dark you'll know I'm... The birds in the trees are quiet I'm ready... Even the wind is calm and hushed I'm ready to... God throw down your hardest rain I'm ready to die... Let nothing more be left unsaid, Let nothing more of me remain I'm ready. A vision of weeping I... Faces of my family pass by I'm... I have left a hole in this world I'm ready... I didn't want to see my worth I'm ready to... My grave is still shallow I'm ready to die... Remorse sets in from my actions and deed I'm ready to die another... There is sudden realization as gray appears beyond black and white I'm ready to die another day. Please--- Let me live.

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The last time I was sick throwing up pints of ick not once did I think of love or anything above that porcelain refuge the object of my deluge. Being sick focuses the brain on the body’s strain chains freedom to pity makes one feel so bitty all you can see is the floor to the *** hoping you’ll be in time to squat. Next morning when I hope it’s passed questions arise in me to ask what if this pause in my health is no pause but a demise of the wealth I’ve so long taken for granted and I’ll be forever stuck and disenchanted. Scarcity focuses the brain like drought makes you ache for rain or poverty narrows your sight to the very next meal or bite what you don’t have in hand makes you do anything you can makes you shout and sing for that longed-for thing you look hither and yon for what seems so far gone. Then you must work on relearning to let go of sick yearning.

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Nov 26, 2018

Nov 26, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC

glenn-currier

Scardy Brain

The last time I was sick throwing up pints of ick not once did I think of love or anything above that porcelain refuge the object of my deluge. Being sick focuses the brain on the body’s strain chains freedom to pity makes one feel so bitty all you can see is the floor to the *** hoping you’ll be in time to squat. Next morning when I hope it’s passed questions arise in me to ask what if this pause in my health is no pause but a demise of the wealth I’ve so long taken for granted and I’ll be forever stuck and disenchanted. Scarcity focuses the brain like drought makes you ache for rain or poverty narrows your sight to the very next meal or bite what you don’t have in hand makes you do anything you can makes you shout and sing for that longed-for thing you look hither and yon for what seems so far gone. Then you must work on relearning to let go of sick yearning.

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And that's how it starts, a man in love with himself, meets this girl who saves him from his ego and in return he saves her Fade to ******* black... That **** only happens on screen the real truth is.. Man meets girl, girl thinks she can change him. Man sees lust at every corner, man becomes weak and gives in. Man looses girl, man looses every girl he touches. Falls in love with the idea of loving someone else and how it made him feel. Man slips into a comma, drifts off to find her not at his bedside, not thinking about him like he thinks about her. So he waits in purgatory, can't live without her, but when he wakes he can't have her... Waits to fade to black.

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Jul 31, 2017

Jul 31, 2017 at 5:45 AM UTC

blackhat13

Ghost of love.

And that's how it starts, a man in love with himself, meets this girl who saves him from his ego and in return he saves her Fade to ******* black... That **** only happens on screen the real truth is.. Man meets girl, girl thinks she can change him. Man sees lust at every corner, man becomes weak and gives in. Man looses girl, man looses every girl he touches. Falls in love with the idea of loving someone else and how it made him feel. Man slips into a comma, drifts off to find her not at his bedside, not thinking about him like he thinks about her. So he waits in purgatory, can't live without her, but when he wakes he can't have her... Waits to fade to black.

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