July 2, 2010
By bellablue BRONZE, Round Rock, Texas
bellablue BRONZE, Round Rock, Texas
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It hurts watching you live buried alive.
Moving yet contained, breathing yet suffocated.
Stuck lying on your back.

Dirt falling in your eyes.
Hurt and unforgiveness eating your flesh.
Bitter anger and fear causing the soul to decay.

No new marks being left,
On this world by your hands.
Only dreams and memories slowly disintegrating.

Growing weary.

Let that which kills you, die,
And that which brings life, live!

Allow the light to seep in and reflect off of your eyes.
Let the wind blow so gently that it powerfully awakens you.
Awakens your spirit to cry out,


The author's comments:
My inspiration was watching people who have physical life, that do not really live.

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This article has 2 comments.

on Jul. 30 2010 at 5:49 pm

That's beautiful.

So very true I should know since I was once like this myself till just recently.

Keep on writing you have a talent for it and I can see the flare you put into this.

Miles said...
on Jul. 30 2010 at 12:21 pm

Intense! I remember being that person.


Way to call people out!


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