Questions in shadow

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Too many broken promises

Too many doors block the truth

My life is a worn out recipe

of something that never was cooked

 

Feelings that often gave chase

on the beautiful face of a child

are now deeply buried and hidden

neath the dust and the cobwebs of age

 

Of what I was once is now missing

lost in a multitude of lies

with mislaid sanity gazing

into empty eyes of dread

 

Insecurity feels like a shadow

following every small step

Am I really the face that confronts me

in any reflection I catch

 

Who is it behind that dense smokescreen

the one I prepare and display

Can I ever be what dreams envisage,

or be damned as another lost soul.

 

Life is a collection of questions

so many to doubt or to fear

Hope is my only salvation

Peace my only true friend

 

When will I reach my utopia?

Sooner then later,

or never?

 

◄ Moment in Time

Lost Child ►

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clarissa mckone

Tue 10th Feb 2009 02:30

Hi Sam, this is such a heart felt poem. Very good to post it, so many share the same feelings.

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Daniel Hooks

Mon 9th Feb 2009 17:40

A really awesome poem I felt your words

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Noetic-fret!

Sun 8th Feb 2009 23:51

Sam, I couldnt help but empathise and feel for you with this poem. It really touched my heart.
Nice one!

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