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Slipped Too Far Away

This fragile hold I have on life,
Is slipping far away
I can't escape the misery,
Which haunts me everyday

Emotions rage through bitter thoughts,
That trace my every move
Though all is veiled in constant dread,
There's nothing I can do

When visions dance across my mind,
All fears become my own
Though hate and anger are to blame,
My heart has turned to stone

I feel I'm chained to pain and sorrow,
Locked within despair
The dread I hold within in this heart,
Was never meant to share

For who could handle shattered dreams,
That longed for brighter days
But this fragile hold I had on life,
Has slipped too far away

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Popop Rifici

Pure Genius Evil one,
awesome way of bringing me your reader into loneliness. 
thanks
The only way to find yourself is to find Jesus first
 great poem.

 

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Pure405Evil

Thank you for your comment and the time to read my poem, both are very much appreciated

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Deb

One day at a time my friend,
your words are strong and 
so are you! ??

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Pure405Evil

Thank you Deb for the nice comment,  I appreciate that and the time you took to read my poem.  Again,  thank you

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Deb

Your welcome ?

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