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I'm Done
I'm finally done, my time has come
This is not a sick joke
I was never expecting this moment
Never looking forward to it either
However, I always knew that my acts
Would catch up to me one way or another
Although it's somewhat the end
I've never felt more alive
Ironic isn't it
I've never been more jubilant
Not for my day approaching
But for everything I've done
It is not my final goodbye
Nor is it my first farewell
I've realized how much
I have lived in darkness
And maybe my day to find light is
The day that I will freely soar in the sky
In that sky that I will soar in
It holds no bars, no barricades
It is as free as the ocean is wide
I really think I am done
I don't understand this cycle we call life
But then again who does?
Finally,
fears, worries, pain
they're all gone and I'm glad
laughter, smiles,love
They're all gone, but I'll miss it
Finally...
This is not a sick joke
I was never expecting this moment
Never looking forward to it either
However, I always knew that my acts
Would catch up to me one way or another
Although it's somewhat the end
I've never felt more alive
Ironic isn't it
I've never been more jubilant
Not for my day approaching
But for everything I've done
It is not my final goodbye
Nor is it my first farewell
I've realized how much
I have lived in darkness
And maybe my day to find light is
The day that I will freely soar in the sky
In that sky that I will soar in
It holds no bars, no barricades
It is as free as the ocean is wide
I really think I am done
I don't understand this cycle we call life
But then again who does?
Finally,
fears, worries, pain
they're all gone and I'm glad
laughter, smiles,love
They're all gone, but I'll miss it
Finally...
Published 2nd Jan 2013
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2nd Jan 2013 1:39pm
Wow, mix of everything in here. It felt bittersweet mostly to me, wonderful write.
3rd Jan 2013 10:07am
2nd Jan 2013 5:24pm
Often, when you write a poem in the first person, if it has any power in content, that power and interest is diminished... try writing it ABOUT someone, give them a name, a life. Tell/show what is happening, the effect of the happening.
3rd Jan 2013 10:07am
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