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Sorry [09 Dec 2006|12:03am]

[ mood | Down and out ]

Sorry that I've been gone for so long. Kinda taking some time to figure out where my life is headed and that sort of stuff. Maybe I'll have a little more time again now that I'm laid off from work. Anyways guess I need to get things rolling here again. Hopefully we'll see some new work coming through soon.

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Fading, Losing, Slipping [20 Jun 2006|09:55pm]

[ mood | bouncy ]

Fading light,
I am falling again.
Losing ground,
am I still here?
Slipping away,
I am not going to win.

Times change,
but everything stays the same.
Days pass,
but I'm still at the beginning.
Smiles fade,
but nothing's different.

Fading sound,
I am losing more and more.
Losing feeling,
am I still alive?
Slipping reality,
I am not sane anymore.

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Help!!! @_@ [30 May 2006|02:53pm]

[ mood | busy ]

Hopefully some one other than me is going to post here. Thanks again blondie!! I had hoped that this would be more than a personal poetry journal but looks that way. Anyways if you wanna post something feel free, pretty much no rules here. If you've got friends...bring 'em on over and we'll get this rollin'. Thanks those who have joined, I appreciate it.

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Hard, Stressful, Confusing - January 18th, 2005 [15 May 2006|02:10am]

[ mood | blah ]

doesn't come close to it.
doesn't quite encompass it all.
doesn't get near it.

I'm lost now,
no solution in sight.
What went wrong this time,
no way to explain it.
I'm lost now,
no light to follow anymore.

Haven't got a clue,
don't know where to go from here.
Haven't got a paddle,
don't understand what I did wrong.
Haven't got anything left,
don't know what to do now.

doesn't touch it.
doesn't get in the ball park.
doesn't even start to explain it.

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[10 May 2006|10:58pm]

[ mood | scared ]

Spinning, falling, failing, stumbling, losing
These are the things that describe how I feel.
Scared, caged, defeated, robbed,
These are the things that I am.
Lost, last, past,
These are the things.

Seems like I'm spinning out of control these days, like I can't keep my head up. I was a fool to think things would stay so perfect. Nothing lasts these days and it scares me.

Where do I go from here, what do I do now that the decision is made? How do I keep going when everything around me is just a blur?

I can only spin so much before falling and when that happens who knows where I'll be this time.

What happens now? Wh do i become? How will I make it through and not lose my sanity? Where will I land when the spinning stops?

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Weakness - December 23rd, 2004 [24 Apr 2006|01:31am]

[ mood | amused ]

Struggling to keep my chin up,
feeling the crushing weight upon me.
Wanting to break free of these chains,
knowing there's more beyond the bars.
Pushing aside the hurt,
showing only the mask of strength.

Can't let then know,
won't let them see the weakness.
Can't stop fighting,
won't give up because there's nothing.
Can't let them know,
won't let them see the weakness.

Failing no matter how hard I try,
climbing only to fall again.
Stumbling over my own feet,
crying alone in the dark.
Losing touch with everything,
hiding within myself.

Can't let them know,
won't let them see the weakness.
Can't stop running,
won't look over my shoulder.
Can't let them know,
won't let them see the weakness.

Had some really rough times a few years back and I guess writing is what kept me from losing it completely. This is one of the better ones, it's a little more positive compared to some of the others I have.

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Wait & See November 3rd, 2005 [20 Apr 2006|12:33am]

The storm is coming,
a constant pressure upon me.
Don't know if I can,
have to wait and see.
The storm is right there,
a constant weight on my shoulders.

There's something clawing at me,
trying to get out.
There's a weakness within me,
waiting for me to fail.
There's something begging me,
needing to get out.

The thunder sounds,
a reminder of the turmoil.
Don't understand,
have to wait and see.
The thunder booms,
a reminder of impending doom.

There's something faulty,
within me there is not much strength.
There's a lie within me,
knowing there will be a day.
There's something hurting,
within me there is only pain.

The storm breaks,
a small form of relief.
Don't know if I can,
have to wait and see.
The storm rages,
a small wonder I'm still here.

There's something building,
trying to help me.
There's something working,
pushing me through.
There's something winning,
making me continue onward.

The lightening strikes,
so near to me.
Don't understand,
have to wait and see.
The lightening shows,
so clear to me.

There's something pushing,
I can go on.
There's something leading,
I know there's a way.
There's something needing,
I want to make it through.

The storm is leaving,
another day survived.
Don't know if I can,
have to wait and see.
The storm is moving,
another small feat.

This one is kinda long but it's one of my more...positive... poems. Feedback?
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[18 Apr 2006|01:16pm]

[ mood | blah ]

I figure lj could use one more place for poets to go. I've been looking around and I've joined a lot of the other communities but I've been looking for one of my own to create. Hopefully we get some more people in here soon. Rules are pretty simple, no fighting. I don't care what you post but I don't want fighting in here. If I think you're being rude or out of line you're gone. I don't want to be a bitch to anybody but I want people to feel safe and know that they can post their works without some dumb jerk ragging on them about it. So anyways, just keep it friendly that's all I ask of you.

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