Better Living Thru Poetry
An exercise in sharing...2 sisters both poets.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
its a sad thing...-deb
its a sad thing, life
a barrier of everything
why cant it just be a slip and slide
everytime i slip i bleed
caught on the rocks
my tarp isnt thick enough i guess
did you want me to carry you?
why didnt you say something?
you said that love was enough,
but it never works out
all i wanted was to fly
i was never trying to reach for the sky
i dont think ill ever reach that high...
then what do you do when you get there
the only place to go is down
so why dont we just go down now?
instead of the slow fight we never win
a tugging sensation on our minds
never quite going away
i would rather drown peacefully
than die trying...what did the trying do
but make the pain last longer.
thats all life is, pain
pain ever shooting through our bodies
as they decay
soon tucked 6 feet under
a barrier of everything
why cant it just be a slip and slide
everytime i slip i bleed
caught on the rocks
my tarp isnt thick enough i guess
did you want me to carry you?
why didnt you say something?
you said that love was enough,
but it never works out
all i wanted was to fly
i was never trying to reach for the sky
i dont think ill ever reach that high...
then what do you do when you get there
the only place to go is down
so why dont we just go down now?
instead of the slow fight we never win
a tugging sensation on our minds
never quite going away
i would rather drown peacefully
than die trying...what did the trying do
but make the pain last longer.
thats all life is, pain
pain ever shooting through our bodies
as they decay
soon tucked 6 feet under
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
2 Sisters
the phone rang
once...
twice...
staring into the night
i could not locate
the sound
what would i do
but search throught the darkness
holding out my hands
reaching my fingers
i try to find thea answer
i know there is hope
on the other end of the line
i am so close
but i cannot touch cannot reach
my lifeline
its been cut short...
dont stop ringing
dont stop waiting for me
let me find you
once...
twice...
staring into the night
i could not locate
the sound
what would i do
but search throught the darkness
holding out my hands
reaching my fingers
i try to find thea answer
i know there is hope
on the other end of the line
i am so close
but i cannot touch cannot reach
my lifeline
its been cut short...
dont stop ringing
dont stop waiting for me
let me find you
the phone rang once...-Deb
the phone rang once...
twice...
staring into the night
i could not locate
the sound
what would i do
but search throught the darkness
reaching my hands
letting my fingers try
to feel...
i know there is hope
on the other end of the line
i am so close
but i cannot touch
cannot reach
my lifeline
its been cut short...
dont stop ringing
dont stop waiting for me
let me find you
twice...
staring into the night
i could not locate
the sound
what would i do
but search throught the darkness
reaching my hands
letting my fingers try
to feel...
i know there is hope
on the other end of the line
i am so close
but i cannot touch
cannot reach
my lifeline
its been cut short...
dont stop ringing
dont stop waiting for me
let me find you
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