Living Body, Yet A Dead Soul
Living my life kills my spirit, terminates my soul.
What are left of me are shattered pieces that are like old crumbs swept under a rug, imperceptible to the eye, yet still there.
I'm screaming, "HELP ME!" inside, but to afraid to trust.
How do i let go?
How do rid myself of such an ailment that has become so unsuscrptible to my living body, yet dead soul?
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i am a musician, but i have
i am a musician, but i have a urge to want to be lyrical aaaallll the time.... so... i figure, why not start here? i appreciate all constructive critisizm, as long as i'm not being "downed" for what i'm trying to do. please leave tips, suggestions, and encouraging words! :) thanks!!!!!!!!
i like this dead...
Hi...welcome.
well I am as a novice as you are to poetry, though I like to write something I feel like writing about your piece of writing...I FOUND IT LIKE MINE.
Dead is everyone's soul, your soul is dead... you know this, and it is good to have a dead soul.
A dead soul never means a dead heart, nor does it mean a dead spirit... you are alive (you will always be)... your soul is dead because it has to be, so as to keep you alive. And the day when your body dies... your soul will become alive... so you'll never die. . .
Take it like a day-night cycle, one comes and the other has to hide, though both are there yet one is visible, prominent at a time...
so as your soul ( it is taking rest, sleeping...a dead sleep ) but the day when it has to be awaken, it'll become alive...so let the things be happen on there own...
let it be...dead.
wooooow..... at a lost for
wooooow..... at a lost for words... that was deep.. even in the simple way that you put it... i don't even know what to say... thank you for coming by!!! i am looking forward to reading your blog entries... maybe you can help me out when it comes to writing? i'm pretty new at this.... but i looove how it makes my mind jog....
sorry for replying soooo late...
thanks for your thoughts...
I've been out of touch with life for a few days...so could not reply.
well.....so nice thoughts...I am as new to writing as you are....though I'm always there for your support.
and...as you wrote..."i don't even know what to say"....so my dear there's no need to say anything......let there be silence....let it be felt!
hmm
Good question asked here.
David E. Young
www.davideyoung.com
thank you!
i have the answer to that question... it took me a while to find it, and my head got bumped a few times, but i have full understanding and no linger feel that way.
Good expressive poem
Just some thing to think about:
Read A Righteous Man's Prayer.
PS: Keep the secret. Thanks for the words said on my alter ego blog Dear P. please read the unprinted copy of the poems 'The Unspoken Truth....'. Tell me what you think:
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