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Life Is Cold - Poem by jJO CAREY

Life is cold, bitter without the dreams of youth
No more goals to pursue, no new road to travel down
Or a different path to follow
Or walk to a different drummer

No wind to give you a push and keep you traveling on
Only lonliness I see ahead as if in a fog
I sit in a chair only looking now
At nothing I thought I would

Dreams don't come and my mind becomes jumbled
With thoughts I cannot seem to straighten out
What did I want and what did I dream
And why did they all go away

Where did I go that mattered and what did I say
That meant anything, was worth anything
Nothing lies in my empty mind
As time keeps traveling on

Life is cold, life is bitter.
Time made it that way, that I remember
And all the mistakes I made
And wrong roads I took

Nothing matters, its all gone
And I, too am gone, not me anymore
Does anyone understand, does anyone care
Life is cold, life is bitter when all the dreams of life are gone.

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  • (10/13/2007 6:03:00 PM)

    a real downer
    but the flow right on the head
    enjoyed the read

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011

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