awake

awake

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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2006

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     the boy awoke as the stars faded forever more
      nothing but spaces dark filled their void 
      no one ran or played in the alleys and parks anymore
      his dreams died as if someone pulled the plug
      day and night now seemed to not hold a significant change
     he no longer yearned for happiness in his heart
      or shivered in cold and rain
      his skin no longer carried a sense of beauty or image
      just a living shell containing his repetitive impulses
      his body did not walk with pride or dignity but dragged along
      a carcass, a host for numb emotions and dark realities 
     the world around him no longer shimmered in color and vibrancy 
      but hung like a gray and dreary blanket over his sleepless eyes
      others bump into him; running in a hurry to live their lies
      paying no attention and not even realizing he was there
      not that it would have mattered for he was elsewhere 
     no longer dazed and confused but shattered from reality
      torn from understanding
       weak from wisdom
          fatigue from fear
           he had awoke to an eternity without her  

© 2011 joshua deathdealer


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Beautifully expressed, the pain of losing our deepest love. A reasoning mind would never permit another to have such a powerful effect on it. Love knows no reason, love rends the heart and mends the heart. Life without love is empty.

Excellent work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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The changes that enters the heart and mind after love fails turns loneliness into a person's best friend or worst enemy. It'll eat at you and spit you out only to bring you back for more. Life becomes a fine balance that you just want to fall from and be done with. Great write Josh.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Very touching poem and very effectively expressed:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Deeply depressing.

"just a living shell containing his repetitive impulses
his body did not walk with pride or dignity but dragged along
a carcass, a host for numb emotions and dark realities "

That made every concept of this poem foreboding and dark. Feeling that without the other person we have no hope, no necessity to continue on. We are empty shells without the love and care of another that we hold most dear. Dark realities are that assumption and this poem is brilliant!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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"his dreams died as if someone pulled the plug" LOVE THAT! It would be really cool if you elaborated on that a bit. You know, do something like., "his dreams lay in the hospital bed/ lifeless except for the life support/ waiting for doc to pull the plug" sorry haha I just got inspired :) amazing piece here. I can't wait to read more, thanks for posting!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Wonderful,great expression and i liked the choice of words used here! Nice job

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ahhhhh! "his body did not walk with pride or dignity but dragged along
a carcass, a host for numb emotions and dark realities
the world around him no longer shimmered in color and vibrancy
but hung like a gray and dreary blanket over his sleepless eyes"
From there and on, I was handing on every word! This was darkly beautiful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aw, this is heartbreaking... :(((
Anyway, I like the whole structure, how you wrote it and how the whole poem flows from one line to another...Well done... :)))

Posted 13 Years Ago


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'no longer dazed and confused but shattered from reality
torn from understanding
weak from wisdom
fatigue from fear'

The imagery of it all was amazing. Deep and dark, but it was still so beautiful. Another amazing piece of true art, well done.

~ rae

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem reminded me of a song called More Than A Memory by Garth Brooks. I am not a country fan but this song is very relatable to this poem about losing someone that is "more than a memory".
Great poem by the way!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could imagine the man through your words, hunched and beaten-looking, just dragging through life. The last line summed it up wonderfully (but I'm not sure that 'awoke' is the right form of the word...it seems to me like 'awakened' makes more sense, but I honestly don't know). Without love, you can easily become nothing more than "a living shell."

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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