Victoria Thompson Poems

I switch on my life
Everyday is practically the same
I tare it off for moments which should last forever
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I feel my days are beginning to number
The edges of my fingers fall into a depression
Alone and Isolated I feel my once promising future fade.
Mother, if only you could of helped me,
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Just fine, it's ok stop
For what? You think it can stop
well it can't. Dim down the lights try, try to see
what do you see?
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Awake, please to the silence of things
It's soft surrender of depression
It's tight and menacing grip of things.
I only have the time given to me,
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All those words have lost their significance
Nettled and captured by grim reappearances.

It's my time to become, to be used
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When you can't move,
if you could, what would you do?

Loosing all time of happiness,
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