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Old poem

 

As I sit thriving in pain
I look up and see pain around
So many people wanting to die
I only wish I could understand why,
All these peoplecan not see
Death can not heal your pain
Death is admitting your a failure,
It is saying "I surrender"
If you can say such a thing
You do not see what I see
For I see a soul needing help
A body longing for more
And chance infront of you
You must see what I see
Than you can become you,
The you that you have always wanted to be

One of these girls catch my eye ( I am meaning the people I see)
I see her pain oh so well
My thriving pain ceases to be
And the me I want to be,
Steps out to hold her tight
And tell her that all will be all right,
Keep your mind on all thats good
Allow yourself to see a new,
A new soul living a life
Of joy and love all around

For once I was where you are
Longing for death to save my heart
But I was lifted oh so high
And now It seems that I can fly
My soul is love and nothing more
The pain and suffering is no more
My love is the key to all I do
Now I see the new soul of mine,
Loving her all the time
The love that few men know,
The love that is always true.

Reviews

[Miss Blue Skies]

Wow...

So descriptive and beautifully written. I enjoy your views of the concept of life and death, and the way your life went from bad to good over a certain period of time.

I dont' see why you say you're bad at it
I personally think you write wonderfully