As I Lay Dying Comments
As I lay dying I breath my final Breaths, My last dying breath I call to you, I call to you in confusion, I am not what people think I am, I use this body as A disguise, My dreams are my cover to my confusion, I try and push my dreams down but it is just a replay of the things that I have done wrong.
This substance I take to erase my thoughts are fading and to which I have grown used to, Use to the feeling, I am numb and my words seem untrue, Which is real I do not know, Is this life I am living just another excuse to fail, I have fallen we have all fallen, I push the meaning of existence, I push you like I have pushed away my real self.
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This went straight to the heart and soul no doubt about it I love this poem
Love this I can feel your pain Has so much truth and meaning to it I can relate to you
I love this. The message it sends as well as the expression of personal struggle and wonderings make it come together nicely! :)
bitterness and confusion. maybe those are the prevalant feelings when death slips herself in. good thoughts mixed with the disclarity you spoke of with the confusion
A very powerful piece... It's so wonderful to find another soul who can express themselves with such emotion... Feeling and worrying are two different things, entirely, but you do a marvelous job of expressing your felons and connecting to the reader... You must have gone through some a very difficult time: (I'm very sorry for that, but UT had clearly sculpted you into a fine poet...
This is an amazing piece. I think we all felt this at one time. Great writing :))
Very nice poem. I know exactly how you feel. Keep up the good work :) love this poem
I is written very well, and I can definately feel what you are feeling and relate to it.. it's very good
The words in this are wonderful. Portraying what is inside, infused withoutside. What you have to hide, and not being unsure. I like how you used the fog, as being amiss to what you are longing for. For the blind and abandoned will be seen. You make unclear, to thoose black demons, for what you longing in yourself, seems to a mystery. The rain, and the storm, quite foggy weather, but do not worry for it can't rain forever.............. Wonderful, exquisite writing.
Connor this is so good i love it and you know im here for u sweet [3
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7/19/2025 7:28:24 PM # 1.0.0
Very powerful piece, really hit the nail on the head with feelings of desperation and sorrow. The end ties it all together with one succinct question :) good job!