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Limbo

It feels like I’ve lost in a game

that I didn’t even have a turn.

My heart still bleeds

and eyes still burn.

I just didn’t know

that our feelings would never coincide.

I guess that’s my fault,

I kept mine hidden too deeply inside.

It seems after so many downfalls

all that’s left is rain.

Just a feeling of never ending pain.

How can you put yourself out there

to just be given back?

Matters of the heart just never seem

to be on the right track.

You spend your entire life making people happy

just to never be satisfied.

I miss the feeling of innocence,

not knowing the meaning of pain.

When there were no ulterior motives,

no heartaches to gain.

A friend is a friend

and one till the end.

Till something comes by

and the stakes are claimed.

Feelings of betrayal

but no one to take the blame.

They’ve covered their tracks,

they paved them with shame.

You build your life with dreams

to have them ripped away.

Taken by the bitter hearted

not knowing what they’ve started.

Well this is my story,

it’s sad but it’s true.

You can’t trust that person

unless that person is you.

 

C.M.L.

Heart into Heart

Light into Light
Darkness into Darkness
Mind into Mind
Soul into Soul

Feelings hidden
Emotions concealed
Fortress after fortress
Defence of the heart

Shrouded thoughts
Veil of secrecy
Game after game
Unknown to the world

Twisted and tortured
Desperately seeking
Time after time
Wings of refuge

Light into Light
Darkness into Darkness
Self into Self
Heart into Heart

Written by:
MagMJ
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regarding how to interpret “Heart into Heart”

I wrote “Heart into Heart” during a period of time in December 2005 when I was feeling very small and alone in this world. I would go and watch a sad movie all on my own and then come home, sit on my bed and look out through the bedroom window while listening to sad songs. I don’t quite know where my loneliness came from, but I guess I woke up one day, realized that my best friend had died three years ago, that people were losing their humanity, and that I had given up trying to make a difference because the world couldn’t care less. Since that period, I have recovered from my utter depression, but still feel that dull ache of loneliness on a regular basis. The poem is generally free for the readers to interpret it and all the better if they can identify themselves with that state of despair and alienation. I just want to let all those who read the poem know that they’re not alone in feeling lonely and that they loneliness only serves to make them stronger emotionally and spiritually. I hope that all the lonely souls out there will be able to fill the void spaces in them like I managed to, but never forget the tug of loneliness at the heartstrings so that they can look back and see how far they’ve come and how much they’ve grown and matured.

MagMJ