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Ravenz Writingz & Stuff |
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"When you've lost your dignity, respect, pride and motivation - The only thing left is to hold onto the leash ..." |
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Round and round we go on life's whimsical ride. Going up and down and roundabout enduring the emotional roller coaster that we have been dealt. With each dip and turn we become more and more disoriented. Never being quite certain where we've come from and where we are destined. Someone please slow down and stop this ride. I am so confused and fatigued and need to rest.
~Raven |
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You look at me, but do you really see me? Can you gaze upon me with non-mortal eyes and see the person that lies within?
You look at me, but do you really see me? Can you see past the mask that is rapidly cracking into pieces to reveal my soul?
You look at me, but do you really see me? Can you see the broken heart that has been left behind to die in bitterness?
You look at me, but do you really see me? Can you feel my longing permiate from my body? Can you taste my need for love?
For if you see me - and you can see these things - Why can't you save me and set me free?
~Raven |
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Twisting ... Turning ... the anguish of my unhappiness rips slowly at my sanity. Daily I struggle to loosen and break the shackles that solitude and misery have placed upon me. With each shallow breathe that I take my soul grows more weary. With angry tears I cry out for directions and answers. Why must I live like this?! I am like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode at any moment. There has got to be more to life than this. There must be happiness somwhere. A place to smile. A place to laugh. A place to love and be loved in return. An eternal escape from the pain, sorrow and confusion.
~Raven |
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Slowly the knife twists further and further into my soul. How can those we love hurt us the most? ~R |
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With head hung low and a humbled heard I come before you. Asking for your mercy and your guidance. Many times have I come before you. But none so important as this time, for this time is the pinnacle of my existence. This is the point in time when my path will be forever chosen and my real identity known to the world. I seek nothing short of your blessing. Some utterance that I will finally become all that I am meant to be not only in your eyes, but in the eyes of all whom are around me. Give me peace, Give me strength, Give me love, Let me be! ~R |
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Lost in confusion I travel down this long, twisted road.
Surrounded in darkness I journey towards my aspirations and dreams.
Each step is sluggish,
each breath labored.
Each inch that is covered
still seems so far away
from my goal.
~R |
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After all is
said and done, usually more
is said than done. |
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