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Easy Way Out

by Blindproject217

Member since 2003 · Posted 23 Mar 2003 · 6 comments

No longer must I feed from this trough, That so inadequately meets my needs. A mundane lifestyle comes to a halt. My days of indecision have ended with a question An inquiry pending upon tomorrow Balancing on the thread of future existence Is this soul stronger than the forces around me? Will I break under the thought of fear? Had I but asked myself these thoughts first, I would have stayed locked inside my mind. For I am afraid, Afraid of what may be, What may take place Afraid of change Not knowing how to meet tomorrow, If tomorrow meets me on my way. So I?ll close my eyes, Silence my broken soul, What may be, will And start again on the other side.

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[0] poetandknowit 23-Mar-03/7:01 PM Reply
Is this about a pig?
[n/a] Blindproject217 › poetandknowit 23-Mar-03/7:06 PM Reply
Please tell me you are not that dense.
[n/a] <~> › poetandknowit 23-Mar-03/8:51 PM Reply
duh! it's about an born-again obese agora/lineophobic pig!
[0] thepinkbunnyofdoom 24-Mar-03/12:08 AM Reply
Ouch. Wow, Sorry blind I usually try to find the best in the works of others but this poem has no real heart, no ryhme, and just a slight dash of image. -0-
[n/a] Blindproject217 › thepinkbunnyofdoom 25-Mar-03/12:06 PM Reply
Its alright, I was goin to name this poem Mindless Ramblings of an Idiot, but it seemed too long, I guess I was tired of writing all this pathetic higher plane kinda poetry where I ramble about my problems and worthless self existance. I wanted to write somthing mature, oh well