your words
shameless
contrived for no one
but deaf ears
the sorrow only yours
pathetic and meaningless
in your slow decline
this masked shadow of lies
consumes you
like your own truth
meant for you alone
without substance or content
of any reason
but to serve you
this manufactured sadness
hollow and deep
drags you under
beneath even you
shallow
as the shell you have become
meaningful to no one
Monday, September 14, 2009
contrived
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4 comments:
Making me numb .
what about love? A love that existed because of pain ,one not easily forgotten.
A gorgeous rendition of ones dramatic decline into a nameless souless vaccum,the space that is in between the living and the dead.
It is truly sad that you have let such a wonderful talent lie dormant. Perhaps it has died.
Best of luck to you.
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