Shapelessness Poem by David Blake
Shapelessness
Alone, in the shadows of bliss and pain,
the hollowed memory remains. Drifting
upon the seas of time, an apparition of
a life that once was but is no more
faintly whispers from the other side of
eternity. Sadly, its melody the grand
symphony of a life of love and
prosperity now lost never again to be
heard.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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8/28/2026 10:08:24 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
An accurate image of the feelings of drepression. And this is from a person who has been there. Whether it's a broken heart or a completely broken spirit, the symptoms are very much the same, so I have since read. At the time, someone reaching out to help, or to tell me to 'shape up' wouldn't have done much good. In a few words, you have descibed what it feels like to be on 'the other side.' Tom