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I feel no comfort

 

Wrapped with in arms of despair.
A core of molasses thick and black.

 

Donning my mask of wellbeing.
Like a robot I confront the day.

 

Misery lurks under the surface.
Anchored to the whims of life.

 

— Tuttey, Sep 22, 2007

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waterdragon

18 years 10 months ago

Interconnected threads

Please note, my new friend, that you posted this at 12:15 or so, and the very next post was mine at 12:39 -- I had not read this until just now, 12:41. We truly all are connected at the soul, and this just proves it to me once again. Is there anything I can do to bring you comfort? Reverend Bec Hudson Shine Your Light It's the ONLY Way to Get Rid of the Darkness!
Frost Smith

Frost Smith

18 years 10 months ago

Break free...

Break free from these arms of despair; something that worked for me was writing about those things in my life for which I can see as positive; its hard I know, I'm not very good at it; but it was one of the things that helped me in the last month or so; changes the focus from negetive all the time to posositve if just for the moment that you're writing; see my poems hope & days. Big hug from a friend Frost
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Conect11

18 years 10 months ago

reminds me

of when I worked at the Great Lakes Science Center. I could have the best mood in the world while driving there, but the minute I got to the parking garage it was like a cloud just hovered over me the rest of the day. I thank you for this, and yet I don't, lol! Mark W.

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