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Beautifully written...I really liked this poem alot!

Mairi, I'm almost speechless..I simply love this song! I want to keep reading it over and over. You definitely have something great here.

Great structure..I really like this!!

Solitude -n- Guilt beyond rescue point like a burning tree surrounded by ashen forest or of what was once falling ashes- like snowflakes on this roof, our minds thoughts so heavy- sinking into scattered guilt i could pick any out and write for days but will not tranfixed on nothing- my roof grows layered in ash thoughts so heavy then nothing full moon lit nights-eyes wide open- i take it all in searching for what was lost in the shadows, it smells so familiar but not a single memory- of where i've stood too many times to forget and yet, there's nothing Scott-Free

This poem is similar to how i'd express my feelings on hope.I thought it eas great!! :rockon:Scott-Free

Raw emotions,written with a honest heart! I loved it. I hope it was theraputic for you, or at least helped you vent. :rockon:Scott-Free

Beautifully written, nice work!!

Beautifully written, Keep on writing, you're very talented!!

Good eye for detail! I hope you at least read my poem :rockon:Scott-Free

tears roll down my face it's been so many years... i'm sorry dad, but this life is just hurting too bad all those years stoned face and cold... that's how a man does his time to get through his bit i'm finally out,i never cried would you be mad now that i shed a tear at your funeral i'm sorry dad,but i can't act stoned face and cold anymore i'll bring my own son to visit your grave someday he'll know it's okay for a man to cry it's okay to tell your son i love you i guess i'll just be doing it differant than you rest in peace i love you [This is a work in progress poem. Feedback much appreciated] Scott-Free

Mairi,This is very well structured and illustrates the emotion very well. I can relate to the poem and that feeling...I love it!! Can't wait to read more!! :rockon:Scott-Free

When you see me laying beside myself- Don't lay beside me but take me up in your arms without any loss Could you just hold me- I need a warmer souls touch Don't drift away-it's too easy when you see me laying beside myself- Don't lay beside me 'cause you know I'm dying inside The only reminder I'm alive- Is the pain of needing more I awake everyday, but can't find my way out My heads barely above water, and I feel just fine- or I don't feel at all Yeah, but I'm really just fine If you could just hold me I need a warmer souls touch Don't drift away-It's too easy, much too easy I can't promise to ever change I can only be the person you love to hate You've grown to distaste me So take me, misplace me, or replace me- I've grown preoccupied with me We've all been through hard times at one point or another...I beleive we are stronger when we make it out the other side.This poem reflects a personal struggle I've gone through and demons I overcame. Comments would be much appreciated THANKS Scott-Free

Mairi, I too didn't know you wrote poetry. This is a great poem. I felt every word and expression. Can't wait to read more of your work! Scott-Free

Thank's alot, that's been on my mind for some time, and I heard the song again last night, but couldn't remember the artist.Thank you!

Looking for the artist and song title. A line from the song I remember is:"It seems to me that maybe, pretty much always means no."

I follow these foot steps Through the frigid crystal white Many steps have left their mark Some of these could be mine From days past A traveled path I trudge ahead Shamed faces, regret Unity only in wanting home Wind so cold, my face it stings Maybe this whole morning is colder for me I awoke today, but my heart feels empty Or, maybe we're all as empty as I am barely awake Manotony has consumed me as of late With this manotonous consumption of my days It's taken a bit too much These walls must be sick of me staring through them Home is only a calender away but today's barbed wire winter white FloydtheBarber28@aol.com

Today I'm alone-much too alone A battle rages in my head It's been so long-I almost forgot the sound of your knock A battle rages in my head Do I choose life or vice I took the side that put you within reach Now ready to give up the fight My subconscience will soon grow quiet A crimson bullet shoots through your amber haze For a couple of seconds the world stands still It feels like a lifetime then you disappear within Your memory rushes through me and the world feels new I know those eyes in the mirror staring back Forgotten friend-Forgotten friend I'm by myself but I am not alone FloydtheBarber28@aol.com

She is the summer rain waits in it for you you'll gladly feel soaked to the bone eventually She is the fog waits in the distance for you You'll walk through her eventually She is the sun waits to see your shadow you'll feel her rays eventually She is my dark blanket a dormant depression inevitably

Your writing simply put, is beautiful.You were able to paint a picture in my head that is so much more than the amount of words on the page....GREAT WORK! FloydtheBarber28@aol.com