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Author Name: Freedavidjonfosterart 5 Comments
Date Added: August 23, 2004 13:08:19 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Untold Moons
some untold moons have come and gone
still my mind has not set me free
are the waves of thought that flow through, a great gift from my creator
a gift that I have always longed for
or a great curse from the evil spirits that lurk inside me

I feel I am in my final hours
music is my only friend
the flowing waves of thought cut me deep and sharp
through my heart…

as the blood spills the waves give me such joy as I feel my life slipping away
weaker each day
trying in vain to recover from this torment…

I still love it
I can’t stop it

I can no longer live under the burden that haunts me
what else is there
I have no strength left to search for answers
this was not supposed to be
Is this my destiny

I must confront it now before it is too late
it is too late

an eternity could pass and still my mind would not set me free
this cant be a gift
but how can any thing else smell so sweet

I now pray for the last drop of blood to be gone
that I may rest in peace
because I cant figure it out
Author's Notes:
this is where to start
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Comment By: FreeMichelle on July 6, 2009 11:23:30 PM Report
"Untold moons," "cut me deep and sharp through my heart," Ingenious!
Comment By: Freecrying wolfe on June 1, 2005 09:45:00 PM Report
Your writing is puts a lump in my throat and leaves me speechless...this write here had me in tears...I can't figure it out is so damned complicated...

Comment By: Freelost angel... on August 26, 2004 10:39:37 AM Report sick and tired of life like me??plz give sum extra details for this poem as in the story behind this poem..
Comment By: FreeSue Tancheff on August 23, 2004 09:50:43 PM Report
I could feel so much emotion through your words David.

Take care........Sue
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on August 23, 2004 02:12:53 PM Report


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