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Revival
A hole in me, deep and vast
Now broken and alone
Aching, raw and exposed
Trust, I cannot condone
I feel I am but nothing
Hollow spirit turned black
Blind, afraid and beaten
How am I to come back?
Now broken and alone
Aching, raw and exposed
Trust, I cannot condone
I feel I am but nothing
Hollow spirit turned black
Blind, afraid and beaten
How am I to come back?
Published 12th Mar 2017
| Edited 2nd May 2017
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12th Mar 2017 9:33am
Such sadness in your melancholy write... Sometimes we just have to keep moving forward and things work their way out... Beautiful as always my dear
12th Mar 2017 9:44am
Thanks yet again...I struggle but writing works. I get it out. I am actually a very positive person for the most part:) ...and medication helps! lol
12th Mar 2017 3:57pm
Belief in Faith, that's how. And, it never hurts to have a little help from your friends. ;)
I love the honesty of your writes, Mel. You open yourself like a book.
I love the honesty of your writes, Mel. You open yourself like a book.
12th Mar 2017 4:30pm
Thank you. I have to be honest...It's how I get it out so it does not fester in my head. I'm glad to have writing as an outlet. I do write some happy things as well...just not as often:)
13th Mar 2017 2:09pm
The only way out is through ... and doing 'poetry therapy' on oneself I have found a comforting and healing process. 'Revival' reaches deep
13th Mar 2017 2:28pm
I love that Josh "Poetry Therapy"...I use writing as an outlet but never thought of it that way. Thanks for that insight!
13th Mar 2017 4:02pm
6th Nov 2017 6:03am
The write reminds me of the sentiment expressed by the Stones in "Paint It Black"
