which part of me should i listen to perhaps, none,bettter still i should crawl back into the darkness from where i came where i belong looking out to the stars for answers, never to be found is there a point to all of all this
madness,or is that the point to feel the barb of pain drain the blood from a thousand wounds untill ,the final death stab to the heart does it ever stop how much there has to be a limit no answers to be found that for another life time hurting people seems to be my second nature leading me back to the beginning looking for the same old questions the words getting thin is there anything to say why, do i hurt the ones who want to care give me love back to the darkness i shall return for i am not of this place no more creating pain and suffering adding to the hurt time to take the trash out where i belong,for that is understood
I love the almost dizzying thought process that this poem takes the reader through. We all ask ourselves these questions at some point in our lives...
Cryssa
Stan,Your heart is good,Your words ring with the sting of reality...Shall you return...To where God saw the you that is good...or beyond, when you were but a beautiful sparkle in the great One's eye. Be Well Stan...try. Jen
Stan, deep, dark write. Lots of emotions and pain for someone.
Peace,
Dan
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on August 26, 2007
I hope you are ok,ya got me worried here..Please stay safe and well sweet man...Hugsssssssss
Love,
Chanti Lace xo
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on August 26, 2007
what a haunted and raw write; but there is a strength in this.... .and anyone truly real will doubt themselves. ..this is deeply resonant and just keep your wits and your friends [and your passions] about you
blessings to you~
toujours~
ness
stan,
I spurn the things i need the most now. I want no more. I am getting a bit better every day, but I am still not ready to take my place in the real world. as depressed as i was, I did not give up, nor give in to the demons who wanted to take me with them for eternity. I will not, i can not, we are survivors bro....just give it some more time...
that first stanza (grouping) sets the whole tone of self-questioning in so short and well put words. I like how the space breaks and then you begin with "madness... Your an original poetic voice. And as to the question in the opening. I would LISTEN to the best part of you... being a musician, I've learned you can't create without listening. I hope to read more of you.
Reviewed by chris stienstra (Reader)
Reviewed on August 26, 2007
We need to know that we are fractured at birth. No one person can make this journey without needing glue. Once we find the glue to hold ourselves together, then we can walk without dropping any pieces. I pray that find your glue and continue on this journey. I was much happier when I realized I was not alone and that many people before me had made mistakes and had come back from the brink to do wonderful things for the people around them. God Bless and take care
regards,
Chris
I am sure that the woman at the well, that cared for you, will count yore feelings as another personal failure in her life! We all make mistakes, just learn from them and don't repeat them! You are a beautiful man, that has been hurt very badly, you need time to heal and then you will be ready to love again! Wishing You Happiness Always SC
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Cryssa
Peace,
Dan
Love,
Chanti Lace xo
blessings to you~
toujours~
ness
I spurn the things i need the most now. I want no more. I am getting a bit better every day, but I am still not ready to take my place in the real world. as depressed as i was, I did not give up, nor give in to the demons who wanted to take me with them for eternity. I will not, i can not, we are survivors bro....just give it some more time...
walt
regards,
Chris