The WordA Poem by ElisaOne word can have more of a story to it than you think. Here is what this word sometimes means when it comes from me.Hi Will you save me? Will you join me in Eternity? Life is Nothing, Meaningless. What is the purpose of breathing, When I’m already Rasping? Will you come To save me? Can I count on your breath In order to replenish my own? The knife beacons; Sleep calls me by name! What makes Life worth living? And Why is mine in Absence…
Where is that love Worth living for? The dream has Dissipated. Welcome To my Dream Never After. © 2013 Elisa |
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Added on January 7, 2013 Last Updated on January 7, 2013 AuthorElisaHazelwood, MOAboutAll of my writing is dark and I do not believe in writing "happy endings" because they sound pathetic to me. I also tend to make my writing gruesome, with death being a common factor. If you read th.. more..Writing
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