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cherub

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twisting and turning spinning
that never stops in my head

I can't make it stop lately
I slow button is no where to be found
time seems like it is running out

It's like the i am stepping into space
A lost reality, but i am just inches to those doors.

One back to reality and one to place I can never return
I am not ready to make the choice of a door
I am not ready to go back

So i sit here in space not lost but not ready to be found
just needing a break
Just need to time to slow down
 
cherub said:
One back to reality and one to place I can never return
I am not ready to make the choice of a door
I am not ready to go back

So i sit here in space not lost but not ready to be found
just needing a break
Just need to time to slow down

This poem is great, you are amazing with words.


That part right there, so perfectly translanting a state of mind and emotion...that until now. I thought was to complicated to put in words.

Don't know what to say, except after reading this thread...my first thought was. -Its right there, so simply described....


I think the slow button that couldn't be found, is right here. At least it put me to ease.
i needed that today. Thank you :)
 
dammit i'm SO THERE right now, cherub - you really captured that sensation of being in the grey - it sucks but it's necessary in order to move forward. take your time getting there, it'll be worth it when you do i think. at least, that's what i tell myself. ;)
 
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