Paul Cardinal Poems

Now I’m alone again.
But instead of causing pain…
I look up to the sky…
And I begin to cry.
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I want to become a memory.
Lost of all sensory… just an emotionless energy.
Never find piece of mind in my elderly.
So now I won’t have to run no more.
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Silently he sneaks up to the mountain edge.
Laying down, inches from the ledge.
Equipping his rifle, he waits.
His sight aimed at the market gates.
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Screaming at the mirror.
As these voices come nearer.
Whispering thoughts of confusion.
Are they really there or is it another illusion?
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Lost of all sensations…
Stumble with false expectations.
I wish I can go back.
Before my world turned pitch black.
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When I was stressed…
When I was depressed…
‘No body’ was there…
‘No body’ cared.
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