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dragonfyre 
2:55am, September 6, 2009
Once again I am into my dark poetry. The pain is bad, the feeling of helplessness is bad. For those of you who worry there is nothing to worry about. It is only a poem but from times past I have discovered that it allows me to step back from how I'm feeling, to disassociate myself from how I felt when I wrote the poem. It's more for myself then you but perhaps it will give an idea of how I am feeling and at times what I feel.
I will put the poem lower on the page, so those who might be bothered by it or find it distressing will be able to avoid reading it.
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The Road
Following a road that others do not see,
going where others would not venture.
Traveling the inner recesses of a darkened soul,
getting lost within the madness contained.
going where others would not venture.
Traveling the inner recesses of a darkened soul,
getting lost within the madness contained.
Do not seek the road I follow.
Do not become lost with the pain
Only the gibbering demons of pain
And the watching spirit of death is there.
again, not to worry, it's only a poem.
