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Post by WitchBoy on Sept 7, 2002 18:39:48 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300] Lost and forgotten, tattered and torn All my emotional being feels worn Lost and forgotten, yet helplessly brave The feeling I soon will be filling my grave A feeling I’m facing a foe I can’t see But knowing down deep that my own foe is me A sense of being trodden, of being washed away Like facing an unending battle each day Lost and forgotten, devoid now of care I sit before walls with an unending glare Depression tears in me, a-rending my soul Till I’m nought but darkness, an empty, black hole [/glow]
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Post by sweet_dreams on Sept 8, 2002 14:20:08 GMT -5
Wow! That took my breath away. I felt like you looked into my soul and saw how I feel at times and took the words from there.
A feeling I’m facing a foe I can’t see But knowing down deep that my own foe is me
I understand that feeling. When you are your own worst enemy; and your fears, doubts and lack of self-confidence cause you to be self destructive. I love it Jason.
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