And while it may feel like you're in a stadium, in front of a crowd screaming that you must die, there are voices in that crowd, if you listen closely, screaming for you to live.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
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26 comments:
There.
Their voices are the only voices I listen to. I hope you are listening to me.
The concept is difficult to grasp, from ground level. My eyes scan the crowd, always in search of the one that matters most. To me. <3 You know who you are.
There are*
Sorry.
*there are voices?
a beautiful thought ruined by a typo
I sometimes feel as though I am in a stadium in front of a crowd, screaming, but there is nothing but silence...still...alone...
Broken
You are one of those voices.
All I hear these days is "Get back in the box!"
Nice pic
:'(
wow!
Wow... Profound
Your voice resounds deeply
.. that is if you have the guts to hear it
I love this one, I really do.
Those voices may be low, lost in a sea of screams; but knowing they are there is enough to help me get back on my feet and continue the fight.
Thanks for the reminder... Always.
If all is fair in love and peace..
I'm in between.
more than that, there is my will to keep moving forward. with or without you by my side, i will prevail. (but secretly, i'd like you with me rather than as part of the crowd) <3
you wrote this for me today.
It is sometimes hard to distinguish between the voices ...
The thing is, we don't always hear those voices. The roar of the killing crowd is often louder.
Beautifull, deep, with a little optimism at the end. Nice poetry and picture.
This brought to mind The Hunger Games.
Anyways, I find this inspriational gathering of words (a phrase from the book I'm reading now- The Book Theif) a good set to listen to and aknowledge
:)
Live
Time won't heal this damage anymore.
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