Poetry.. My escape my way to validate.. all that I feel.. all that is unjust.. all that I went through The pain of growing up.. My Poetic Diary.. Counting the days.. the months .. the years.. That I was deserted... abandoned. imprisoned just waiting for my turn.. to tell my side. but there was no one there to listen.. But you my friend.. always there from the age of ten.. allowed me to complain.. to scream of all my pain through this pen.. To figure out what went wrong.. To let tears fall on these pages I depend.. These pages keep my secrets .. Never judge.. this empty paper is my love.. It beckons me.. when I feel low.. Come here my friend tell me all your woes.. I will never let you down.. Never let your secrets go.. I will take your words that you feel.. I will let them fill my pages.. Of pain..of life.. of love.. of rage. I will absorb your tears .. in every page I will hold all you have to write my love.. As my pages fill with drops of blood. I am and have always been your friend.. Forever waiting here for you This simple piece of paper and pen..
ERICA
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Reviews of "Paper And Pen~"
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2003
YOU are very talented, ERICA! This is another excellent example..
Erica, This I enjoyed reading, for it tells me that most of all that choose to pen their thoughts, feel the very same way. Thanks for sharing this. Lisa
I feel the same way. You have really validated to me what writing does for each of us. You don't need to suffer alone. Take my hand. Another poem for my archive of greats.
Gary
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2003
I am at loss for words to describe how this has touched me. Just know that it did! Great write!
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Debashish
do you perform this yet?
thanks,
d.
~Chrissie
Erica, there must be irony in finding pleasure in this well written expression of pain!
Poetry has become my escape too from the past and present and it is dreams of the future that holds brighter views... Excellent poetry.
Peggy
Reindeer
Excellent as always, what better best friend is there, than ourselves. With the pen and paper as the vehicle into your soul.
Hope you are well?
~ Sara
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o(
Gary