HopperWolf Posted July 7, 2003 Report Posted July 7, 2003 I am nothing, No skills, no original thought, No distinction or saving grace. Nothing fills me, No purpose, no grand plan, goal or reason for all. Nothing guides me, So I float, trapped by the freedom to go where I will, Why should I move, when moving would put me right back here? Every door I step through leads me to this room. I can see only one step to take, Where pointlessness is removed, freedom rescinded. Only when I can step no more. What if I choose to give up choice? *NOTE: that should be weary in the title, if anyone could change it I would be grateful *
Sorciere Posted July 7, 2003 Report Posted July 7, 2003 That certainly created more questions in my head than it answered! Very nicely written, now I must leave to contemplate it all. (I hate typos!)
Ayshela Posted November 12, 2003 Report Posted November 12, 2003 mmmmm. for all that it so often feels that way, nothing could be further from the truth. how i miss you.. *sigh* *sending warmest hugs your way*
dragonqueen Posted November 13, 2003 Report Posted November 13, 2003 The first lines just had such a feeling of despair, of having sunk to the ultimate low and being as worthless as you can be. Anyone who can invoke such powerful feelings with words is amazing. trapped by the freedom to go where I will That just struck right to the heart, and as was said before, created questions and doubts. An entirely different view on what is supposedly a good thing. Extraordinarily powerful.
Merelas Posted November 13, 2003 Report Posted November 13, 2003 This is so sad! All of these sad poems are making me sad! It expresses so much emotion, so much hurt, so much desire to be accepted... or maybe not, just to move on... It speaks to me... and I appreciate you for sharing it!
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