The Remains: Tales of a Would Be Nothing

April 2, 2009
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I am the reason you hold your head down when silence overtakes a room.

I am the lesson you learn after having your heart broken.

I am the generosity you show when you get paid.

I am the death of a teacher, and the birth of a savior.

I am the greatest gift to mankind.

I am the biggest disease to humanity.

I am the frayed remains of the memories you burned.

I am the CD in your stereo that is never played.

I am the words that haunt your head.

I am the voices that put you to bed.

I am the lack of ambition you show.

I am the lord you worship late at night.

I am the window you sneak through.

I am not your friend.

I am not your lover.

I am not your family.

I am the remains of everything you left behind.
I am the remains of everything you washed away.
I am the remains of everything and nothing.

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Happyjoni said...
May 23, 2009 at 4:37 pm
Awesome! You express yourself so beautifully. Would love to see more of your work!!
xXxFallingTearsxXx said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 1:13 am
I think this poem was truely amazing! Great job!
bill a said...
Apr. 20, 2009 at 9:06 pm
I thought this was great.
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