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When you reach that point
And everything feels flat
Like the earth was to some
And nothing gives satisfaction
You want to sleep it off
Start with a new day

But it never goes away
Like that you in the mirror
And every time you watch
Your life comes in full circle
Nothing special to it
But random laughs
Shared with strangers
And awkward conversations
That end in silence

Weekends seem unbearable
They stop time, make you seem
Invincible, like everything's possible
But they go by so fast
And you sink back into routine
Work and no time for philosophy

Time or no time
It's always taking something
Away from what I am
And that is my solitude

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The following comments are for "solitude"
by tkal317

I like that word, and it's that third stanza I find most compelling, perhaps because of “invincible” or perhaps just because it rings most true… some of this is so blunt and “so-there” that it’s more of a statement, a manifesto of loneliness than poetry… that said, have to admire its no frills honesty, no licence was taken to portray anything in any way other than it was… that’s admirable.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: October 30, 2007 )

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