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I have walked down this path before
wilted flowers looking to me for answers
and as I struggle to cry
not a sound comes
from my mouth
or my eyes
I look to the ground
and I see
my footsteps fading
I believe
that things are changing
I am disappearing
from the path
with each flower
freeing my heart
©2007-2009 ~dream-head
:icondream-head:

Author's Comments

I wrote this when I felt that I had been walking a path where there was no real life, and everything, including me was so tired, and begging for me to open my eyes to it.

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:iconmissleo:
Beautiful work dreamhead-I think the words grow on me the more I read it as well! I like that the 'self' is important here too. Don't change a word & post more of your lovely words :)
:icondream-head:
Thank you lovely :)

--
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away - Carl Sandburg
:iconmayo920777:
Looks like you gave life to something that was lifeless. I really like this one. Good work.
:icondream-head:
Thank you mayo920777, I like that analogy..very fitting too..

--
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away - Carl Sandburg

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September 27, 2007
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