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by Raychil Sep 6, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Dull, dull dull What has my life come to? Too tired to do much of anything And I feel that I have begun to Fade Crack, crack, crack I feel my mind is slipping And with no one to keep me steady How do I keep from tripping Myself? Thump, thump, thump I can hear my eyelids blinking My body feels so heavy I know I'm only sinking Deeper Beat, beat, beat My heart is barely going And though its still alive I can tell its slowing Still.
by EoB
Good good good. I like it. You chose well when deciding to use that particular form for this poem. The repeated words work well to emphasize what follows them, and they give the poem an interesting rhytm. Not your best, but well worth the read. cheers from an uninspired writer