The dark keeps finding me
The harder I try to run away
The darker it gets; intensely
The darkness surrounds me
No hands can be seen, reaching
No shoulders to hug, embracing
Voices get lost, aimless echoes
And silence sits across from me
I can feel it killing me, tonight
Suffocating me inside its deep
Like tar the night hides me
Without stars to guide me
My mind has woven a spell
And I will die here in my hell
HASTYWORDS 
I’m sorry you’re struggling. 😦
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Never give up, never give in, my Friend. Even in the darkest hours, there’s a light that burns inside you. Let it help guide you where you need to be.
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Reblogged this on Pityriasis Carley and commented:
Its unfortunate we can feel this way at times.xx
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Reblogged this on Love, Pain, Heartache and Drama and commented:
So unfortunate we can feel like this at times xx
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Sadly beautiful
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It will get better, I promise. As little as it means coming from me, it will get better.
“When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold. They believe that when something’s suffered damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful.” ~Barbara Bloom
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Here’s to pain, struggle and the small victories. 🙂
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Glad you are better, but sad to know you feel such despair at times. I hope all is well and you are surrounded by love as you truly deserve to be. You are a shining star my friend.
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This too will pass….. Powerful words
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I apologize for the delay in responding on the duet. This poem pretty much sums up why. I also accidentally deleted everything in my inbox. Would you be willing to try this again? I am so sorry. The last few weeks have been tough.
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Sounds like my thoughts often times in recent weeks. Excellent poem, and very relatable (regrettably)
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Very good. I’m glad you’re doing better.
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Very well written.
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I am awarding you the Blog of the Year Award 2013 as an expression of my gratitude for following “The Journal of Wall Grimm” blog. You can see the post here: http://wp.me/p41c99-hx If you don’t accept awards, that’s no problem at all. Awarding you is my way to thank you and it is of no insult to me if you decline.
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It seems you have climbed into my head….
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yes, i suppose they are – but look at it this way, we are never boring!
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Reblogged this on tot123itsme.
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This is another good picture, but what’s with all the words? Maybe what you really need is a fashion blog. That’s where people post sexy pictures of themselves in various outfits. All this poetry is getting in the way of your sexiness.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
VERY DESCRIPTIVE!
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Been there. Hope you aren’t there now ❤
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As the smoke rises from down below, follow it up and out, chimney your way to the top where a night sky waits with a weight lighter than air in these last days of Spring, a weight lighter than those canvas shoes laced upon bare feet, kicking dust up from each heel to find an evening’s breeze, a breeze before a new Summer’s sunrise just now approaching, just a few more days, Summer’s night and Summer’s sunrise…
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Omg wow. Just wow. Thank you for this. I am putting this on fb because it deserves to be shared.
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Way fast, then that’s your name in words, cheers…
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Powerful! Love the imagery in this!
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I like!
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This is the best way to describe depression on paper. This is excellent. Keep up the good work, you are truly talented, making your weakness your strength through poetry ❤
SM
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Thank you so much.
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