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Can you?

Can you?

Can you help me please, I said to myself, I've lost hours and minutes of time?

For you see I've become trapped in here, inside this empty, darkened mind. 

Can you tell me please, I said to myself, when this journey of doubt will end?

It's only that I've reached a limit, of what I'm able to comprehend. 

Can you show me please, I said to myself, where to find this guiding light?

Because now is the time that this journey should end, as I'm starting to run out of fight!

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Jason Brown

...I said to myself...

One of the worst things about despair is the sense of loneliness; of complete, unassailable isolation. The certain knowledge that only you can take those first, all but impossible, steps which begin the climb out of the abyss.
It's the hardest thing in the world to do; and can only be accomplished by the person who, in that moment, is singularly incapable of doing it. Many never manage to do it. Many of us do.

In this poem, you convey that with the simple; but devastatingly effective: rhetorical/poetic device of self-communion. The repetition of the above quoted line which pulls the whole piece together.
It's deftly handled and extremely powerful. In fact, the whole poem is.

Powerful, moving and really quite beautiful.

J ;)

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Dunemoon

You understand my words so well, thank you! 

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Tony Taylor

Dear DUNEMOON!!....I think Jason has expressed my feelings about this piece well..... but..... if I may add this one thing.......... it is in the LIGHT....... not the DARKNESS....... where the gray area can be  most powerfully expressed.......ALL STARS!!...... kick ass write!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo. ?☀✎♄♄

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Dunemoon

You have made me sit back and think, for which I'm grateful; perhaps I need to explore the idea of light over dark further...

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SoulWhispers

We are our own worse enemy. That is for certain. The mind seems to be a storm cloud which so much chaos continously spins out of control. 

This piece - to me...reflects so much of that very thing. 

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