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[creekstersheart]

This winter white frost has forced me inside
Here I am warm, restful and bitter to be so
This happiness barely suits me
The contentment in my life is hard and hardly welcome
I feather the pages inside my head
Step through the words and feel death stepping on my toes
From words written in years past
I remember the torment of being with you,
And it is oddly

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[anonymous]

I know exactly what you mean
Unfortunately I have major writer's block when not distressed. It's sad, but I understand it and I don't bother with it. I'm in year 5 of a blissfully happy relationship; so good writing fodder is hard to come by b/c I don't write happy. I've tried; and it just sucks.
And I do like your poem; the last phrase is killer. I love when people leave you with a good sendoff.

Similar sentiments?

Motherless Muse
kindred spirits
pain and i
it seems whenever i pick up the pen
pain is there to guide my words
the motherless muse of all time
the words flow with ease
while pain takes another stab at my morality
my judgement a little harsher
my mindset a little off
dripping ink and red edged paper
liquid lividity flows from this mind to the book
scorching the rational thought in between
collectively feeling more lost
with each new page
engulfed in an emotion
living with the pain
and letting it flow
so praise the pain
and give it thanks
for what would my writing be
without thee?

~Shattered Pictures of a Blurry Life (

[kapwrit]

you rock

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bye

[anonymous]

love it - i associate with this a lot. I also really like 'hard and hardly' and 'this turncoat turns'

~decemberchilde

[anonymous]

I hope it's alright to just pass through and leave a comment with you. I really like the way you repeat words close together,i.e. "my life is hard and hardly welcome." And as earlier mentioned, the last 2lines bring it home, so to speak.

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