The Pretending

July 4, 2010
By AMCLRIDCA PLATINUM, CDA, Idaho
AMCLRIDCA PLATINUM, CDA, Idaho
31 articles 2 photos 226 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take... but by the moments that take your breath away.


I feels like I am alone.
I have been wandering for so long.
There is no one who will walk beside me.
No one to heal my pain anymore.

My pain comes from those who once healed my hurts.
They just dont know.
My heart is beating in my chest. It threatens to explode.

If I cant find myself again.
I dont know what Ill do.
I cant be myself if no one lets me be.

And right now thats how I feel.
Time itself is at a standstill.

I can no longer even find my voice to sing.

Singing is my very essence.

It is who I am.

If I dont feel like I can sing, who am I really then?

My throat has become parched with the unspoken worry.
I need to find myself once more.

I cannot pretend anymore...
Time is ticking away...


The author's comments:
I feel really sad. People I know and love are fighting. And its pointless...Why do people fight anyways? All it does is bring hurt. Pain. What good ever comes out of fighting??? Anyways, I hope everyone likes it.

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on Dec. 19 2010 at 12:15 pm
AMCLRIDCA PLATINUM, CDA, Idaho
31 articles 2 photos 226 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take... but by the moments that take your breath away.

Thanks... And i did, i was feeling really.... how do i want to putn it??? not myself.

on Dec. 16 2010 at 4:08 pm
Origami_Ferret SILVER, Virginia Beach, Virginia
8 articles 0 photos 75 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Let's go."
"We can't."
"Why not?"
"We're waiting for Godot."
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"Get thee to a nunnery!"

I feel like you really put yourself into this one. Like, you included details that you could only get through experience. Good job!


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