inas essa


The same smell


The same smell
The same faint light
The same stillness
The same far delight.

I can feel failure everywhere
Trying to grab me to nowhere, I know its signs
For I lived through it before,
And don’t want to taste anymore its bitterness.

Black curtains, blackness my sight
Shadowing any hope,
Radiating bad memories, finishing me off from inside
That never stops.

I try to escape,
Running here and there,
Shouting and screaming,
To break such nightmare.

For over my sight,
I can see something waving from a distance,
It is not clear, trying to hide
But still I can barely glance.

It is my dream like a mirage
Flying far away,
I run so fast to catch
By all my strength and energy.

Screaming with all my force;
'Please don't leave me,
Come here, I am not the same person,
Who used to fear.
I am not that defeated one,
I experienced being lost
From now I will try on
Don't leave me alone like a nut
I promise, I will follow you till the end.'

Submitted: Saturday, September 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013
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  • Freshman - 2,225 Points Patricia Grantham (9/21/2013 7:39:00 PM)

    A sense of failure and bad luck I see in these verses.
    Don't give up keep on going ahead. When all seems
    lost the best one wins. Very touching. (Report) Reply

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