Mourning.

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I roam this desert land,
Looking for a sliver of humanity.
I'm lost here,
No way to get home.

Maybe this is home.
My mind was banished here
Along with my imagination.

There's no sign of anything;
No trees, no flowers,
Nothing.

I hear a rustle,
Could that be a leaf?
No, it isn't.
It's paper!

I reach down to pick it up,
And suddenly I am in my room,
Unfolding the note.

As I read this for the fifth time,
I am once again
Banished to the empty, barren land.

It reads:

I am alone now,
No one remembered me.
No one ever knew
My pain that I hid.

I don't try to be this monster that I am.
I am only human.
No one should judge,
For we all are only human.

Connect the pieces of life,
Look at the sorrows.
Through your anxiety and depression,
There are no joys.

There is only the life that wishes for death.
My life longs for the end.
I beckon the reaper towards me,
So he will finally set me free.

Do not cry,
I have begged for this.
Do not cry,
No one noticed enough to be able to mourn.

I am gone,
Forever and always.
I am free,
Never before seen.
You think you are any different from me,or yourfriends?Or this tree?If you listenhard enough,you canhear every living thingbreathing together.You canfeel everything growing.We are all living togethereven if most folksdon't act like it.We all havethe same roots,and we are allbranches of the sametree.




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Amazing. is this a personal experience? I hope not because it is so sad for one to feel so alone and in pain. You really did a great job capturing the image of emptiness and heart throbbing pain. Although i usally require an explanation for such stong emotion in this poem i could immedietly tell that you where battling a force of some sort. It seemed as though someone deserted you and i get a sense of abandonment but i can tell your talent is not from a class you took but from the heart and that is true poetry. I would although recommend implementing a story of some sort and when you wrote about your note and your room i thought it you were going to unravel a greater story of some sort. The detail and emotion is extraordinary but i think when you include a specific character or event your work will cease to be centered around emotions but focus on a story and then i think you could capture any audience and silence the critics. But make no mistake this poem is heartfelt and awesome i loved it. Keep it up, you just won yourself a big fan. Not that im a big name or more important than anyone else that likes your work but this piece is simply amazing and i had no choice but love it your AWESOME!
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Wow. This poem has so many deep emotions and feelings in it, that it leaves the reader absolutely speechless! It is terrible to think that someone has had to endure through that. Its not on your own experience is it? The word that were written on the paper that someone found, it was so... no word I can think of for it. I feel like crying. I cannot see anything wrong with this poem, its perfect. At first i was like where are you going with this poem? and then you took me somewhere unbelievable. I think this poem would deserve 10 out of 10. I haven't read anything like it in ages and I wish I wrote it myself.

You are on FANTASTIC writer!

Deanie x
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