What It's Like To Be Here
4 February, 2003
Author: Xeracy
Cold and lonely.
Thinking of you.
Trying to swim.
Glaciers of hurt.
Big black sharks
With neon fins.
Red stained water
From those before.
Their bodies floating
Down dark rivers
And empty here.
You don't feel.
Your in heaven.
You've never swam.
You never saw.
I replaced kaleidoscopes
With harsh reality.
Then you cry
Falling from heaven.
Plunging into hurt.
Clinging to lies
That bring warmth.
Please give up
Trying to understand.
You'll never know
What it's like
To be here.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
anonymous (12.254.243.22) -- Saturday, February 8 2003, 05:32 am this was real nice you do a real good job |
Prixy (67.27.177.1) -- Sunday, February 9 2003, 09:20 am This is good, but do you know what its like. “To be there”, I mean? What does your poetry stand for? Does it tell stories, events that really happened? Other than that I love your shit. There are parts I don’t understand but great job! |
anonymous (12.254.243.22) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 05:57 am you did a great job on this one. you make people fell good about things. |
Xeracy (204.113.161.187) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 04:53 pm Thanks for the comments. My poetry stands for... well... myself! All of the things that I write are true in some form or another. I like to set them differently so they hit you harder. I don't think poetry is meant to be completely understood so don't feel bad. Sorry I don't understand the first question that you asked (Prixy). |
Martin Vann (67.75.182.69) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 10:22 pm This is my interpretaion of your words, couldn't do this if, your poem did not bring me into the feeding frenzy of this shark. I hear you saying in "my" way; I love you, but I don't understand. This love brings such pain. I can feel it in the dark, when I'm all alone. You take my heart, my love and you tear it all apart. I fear I'm not the first, there have been other hearts, fed to "your" desires. They have "all" been little more then food for you, your nothing but a shark! You, have never felt the pain, I can't pretend, I know what you are. Don't tell me that you love me, your nothing but a shark! Your goal in life is nothing but, to find another heart! Xeracy, Outstanding work, it touched my heart, you played your words well, and I did not feel, but saw, the teeth of the shark! My replly/comments, my be way off center, but even so, you write with emotion, cause, and effect! Just a GREAT piece of work! Thank You, Martin V. |
Xeracy (204.113.161.185) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 11:01 pm Thank you very much! I think that I'm getting the hang of this imagery idea. |
tamara (67.25.102.109) -- Friday, March 28 2003, 04:05 am prixy is also me if you dont mind plllllllleeeeeeeease |
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