Life with Meaning
By Aroura Eden
Drained am I of life its self I find myself breathing but I need it not to improve my health Tears fall frome my eyes but they are mearly malfunctioning body fluid leaks in disguise Full filled are my words but they (to others) form no meaning In terms of life I'm just dealing With every sparrow that falls With every voice that calls I only take another step towards a brick wall And this brick is solid Too thick to brake For the mortor is made of lies and heart aches Poor morals Bad Judgment Whored bodies And my covets I just feel like a crash dumby waiting for my test But as time passes me by I will just lay here on my back collecting dust on my chest I find my self wondering when I will be set free and why am I here except to be me There has to be a greater power to crush my spirts and to lift them This is the one I fear and soon hope to find I can't wait to see him so that he might bind my heart and soul so that they will intwine And this will fill my life to the fullest So that I will be known for being me not just a manikinThis how I feel a lot of the time. Can you grade me. How am I doing? Written December 27th, 2001 © on Dec 27 2001 02:33 PM PST 0 • 12
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"Drained am I of life its self..."