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WHAT WILL BECOME OF ME
______________________ What will become of us who are lost? Who's indestructible wills and unquenched minds, become our greatest cost. We are many, yet we are also few. We're taught it's darkest before the the dawn. Yet in the back of our minds, we know the opposite is also true. Maybe you're scared to hold our hand. Maybe we are too difficult to understand. We protect our beloved. To the end we'll fight. Yet we are flawed We'll search for the embodiment of our forever. To guide us from wrong and lead us to right. The shadowy figures In the corner Their touch never dies. They laugh at our belief, as they do not hide from our eyes. Yet invisible is the light to reveal the lies. The leader I am, will forever fight and unite the blind to my cause. Such a waste of resolve, as battles fought, remain within my self constructed walls. A tribune with no Ceasar. Scattered faith with no leader. Guide me Strike me Heal my confused soul. Years of walking into walls Endless rising from countless falls .....My sole desire to merely feel whole. Leaders need a leader To make clear our inner fight. I only wish to know why it's there. To find the one who can guide my heart to something bright. ........What will become of me? -Nurse Hawkins- This is about those of us who want to believe but as strong as we are, we still don't know how. I've written tons of crap but never shown anyone. Not sure why I am now ...Pretty sure I'll regret it  
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I have no clue why in the world you would regret this...
So full of emotion.That it touched me deeply.. I can't really even explain it. So I will bow down and say thank you...  
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I have no clue why in the world you would regret this... So full of emotion.That it touched me deeply.. I can't really even explain it. So I will bow down and say thank you... Really? :-/ Well thank you , that was unexpected |
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Actually it is quite good. And I read this poem thread from several of your other posts that seem intriguing and insightful.
I don't know if it was suppose to be a poem or a statement but I was so struck by your post on Anger I copied it and have been creating a coloring page so I can frame it. Would be quite pleased if you chose to share your writing talents. |
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Actually it is quite good. And I read this poem thread from several of your other posts that seem intriguing and insightful. I don't know if it was suppose to be a poem or a statement but I was so struck by your post on Anger I copied it and have been creating a coloring page so I can frame it. Would be quite pleased if you chose to share your writing talents. On anger? I don't remember that one. Wow that makes me feel good to hear, thank you very much, but I have to be honest, there is no talent. I wrote that in about 10 minutes (never spent more than 30 min on one) and posted it. I feel everything too much, so everything has an affect on me I guess. The way these always come about is, something is truly having an affect on me & sometimes I'm trying to make sense of it all and a line or 2 pops in my head, so I just type it out & try to write the rest as fast as I can. That way I'm not 2nd guessing my words, or trying to make it sound better. It's more real when I'm typing the words as quickly as they enter my mind. May turn out sloppy, but it's always 100% real and a perfect representation of what's happening in my screwed up mind at the time  Thank you again. I never share certain things so I was sure I'd regret it but rain & yourself have removed the regret & made me feel ok with it. I appreciate you both. |
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Hi Hawkin.
Most of us, have feel this emotions. You expressed it so well. I love this. 
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Who's indestructible wills and unquenched minds, become our greatest cost. the phrase "a knight without armor" came to mind then saw Sunshine's comment. so that's what it is, a nurse, a knight, without armor.  just having fun. ... To guide us from wrong and lead us to right. ..... The shadowy figures In the corner Their touch never dies. They laugh at our belief, as they do not hide from our eyes. special meaning as i 'think' on quitting smoking oh yeah, its flared to the point, me is now a walking chimney.. man-o-man; maybe will do it now thanks for sharing. |
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Edited by
BHawkins
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Wed 05/04/16 11:48 AM
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special meaning as i 'think' on quitting smoking oh yeah, its flared to the point, me is now a walking chimney.. man-o-man; maybe will do it now thanks for sharing. Good luck brother . November 8, 2003 I quit smoking cigarettes & doing drugs simultaneously beginning on that exact day & have touched neither since that day ....If I can, anyone can. I had an extreme motivating factor, but still, any push is one to be grateful for |
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WHAT WILL BECOME OF ME ______________________ What will become of us who are lost? Who's indestructible wills and unquenched minds, become our greatest cost. We are many, yet we are also few. We're taught it's darkest before the the dawn. Yet in the back of our minds, we know the opposite is also true. Maybe you're scared to hold our hand. Maybe we are too difficult to understand. We protect our beloved. To the end we'll fight. Yet we are flawed We'll search for the embodiment of our forever. To guide us from wrong and lead us to right. The shadowy figures In the corner Their touch never dies. They laugh at our belief, as they do not hide from our eyes. Yet invisible is the light to reveal the lies. The leader I am, will forever fight and unite the blind to my cause. Such a waste of resolve, as battles fought, remain within my self constructed walls. A tribune with no Ceasar. Scattered faith with no leader. Guide me Strike me Heal my confused soul. Years of walking into walls Endless rising from countless falls .....My sole desire to merely feel whole. Leaders need a leader To make clear our inner fight. I only wish to know why it's there. To find the one who can guide my heart to something bright. ........What will become of me? -Nurse Hawkins- This is about those of us who want to believe but as strong as we are, we still don't know how. I've written tons of crap but never shown anyone. Not sure why I am now ...Pretty sure I'll regret it |
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Who's indestructible wills and unquenched minds, become our greatest cost. the phrase "a knight without armor" came to mind then saw Sunshine's comment. so that's what it is, a nurse, a knight, without armor. just having fun. ... To guide us from wrong and lead us to right. ..... The shadowy figures In the corner Their touch never dies. They laugh at our belief, as they do not hide from our eyes. special meaning as i 'think' on quitting smoking oh yeah, its flared to the point, me is now a walking chimney.. man-o-man; maybe will do it now thanks for sharing. |
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Hi Hawkins,
This is deep stuff! You can bet I will keep reading it over and over to understand the deeper feelings. I can bet my life they no regrets coming your way! Hey, you prompted me to view your profile... Your poetic instincts are well engraved in the first part of your write up. I encourage you to bring out the poetic child in you.... She will help you 'To find the one who can guide my heart to something bright'. ........What will become of me? I dare say love will become! |
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Edited by
BHawkins
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Wed 05/04/16 12:53 PM
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Hi Hawkins, This is deep stuff! You can bet I will keep reading it over and over to understand the deeper feelings. I can bet my life they no regrets coming your way! Hey, you prompted me to view your profile... Your poetic instincts are well engraved in the first part of your write up. I encourage you to bring out the poetic child in you.... She will help you 'To find the one who can guide my heart to something bright'. ........What will become of me? I dare say love will become! Sage advice, thank you. Yeah to be honest I'm still very surprised anyone understood & even more surprised that it was liked. Especially since I force myself to write as fast as possible so I'll always use my first thought. I just assumed the importance I place on using raw feelings caused my words to appear sloppy. DEFNITELY repetitive. A couple of the subject words ended up being used 2 or 3 times. Makes it feel very novice and unstructured. Unfortunately everything I've written, I hear it in my head while doing it & there is never a typical cadence. Certain parts are spoken fast, certain parts assertive & the rest with pleading tone...feels like a damn cluster of haiku's when Im reading, but the passion can almost be seen when it's spoken out loud as intended. I truly appreciate everyone's compliments ..my stuff will always seem amateurish to me. My sole reason for writing these came from a psychology book I read. The rationale in the book was this. Take the things in life that haunt you & write them as a story or poem. It's supposed to #1 help you cope and #2 help you better understand your issue so that a solution can possibly be attained. Nver hurts to try right? I'm just usually the only one to read them. |
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Hawkins, I encourage you to write more. You are communicating to us more than you know. Your piece was not just an outpouring of what the voices in your head says.
And if by writing you achieve the two objectives you stated, then do more I dare say. You strike me as a courageous and committed soldier who was wounded at battle. Yet strong enough to overcome the pain and rise above the painful past for greater gains. I pray and hope you will find not only yourself but the balm that heals past wounds. And that's true love. The kind that sher wrote about. I believe you are closer that when you first started the search. From the bottom of my heart I wish you the best, Hawkins. |
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Hawkins, I encourage you to write more. You are communicating to us more than you know. Your piece was not just an outpouring of what the voices in your head says. And if by writing you achieve the two objectives you stated, then do more I dare say. You strike me as a courageous and committed soldier who was wounded at battle. Yet strong enough to overcome the pain and rise above the painful past for greater gains. I pray and hope you will find not only yourself but the balm that heals past wounds. And that's true love. The kind that sher wrote about. I believe you are closer that when you first started the search. From the bottom of my heart I wish you the best, Hawkins. Well that one was mostly about God, so I'll need to do more than write to work that one out  Thank goodness for metaphors because hearing my thoughts in a blunt, specific & abrasive manner as they exist.......probably would've greatly reduced the kind responses
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Hawkins, whatever it is, you can do it. You know what you have to do.... God gives a second chance in life.
Bottom line.....when all is said and done, He will lead you to your destiny. I think better things are in store for you. If possible, I would encourage you to consider confiding in someone you can freely talk to. God sends destiny helpers our way as need be. keep well. |
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hmmmmm. Nah, his helpers are overworked, underapreciated & on their own....I'd rather see him do some fixing. The earth is quickly becoming a condemned building with a slumlord who not only over charges the rent......but he forces you to live there until he decides whether or not the disappointing tenants are ready for a much longer lease, in a far more horrible building.
I do love metaphors ...no better way to paint a clear and uncomfortable picture 
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Edited by
Ladywind7
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Wed 05/04/16 05:53 PM
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This is perfect just the way it is. Some radical poets of history who tried and succeeded to break conforms of 'the poetic art' wrote continuous flow and left it exactly as it came out. This changed poetry forever for the better.
Really saw the frustration, heart and soul pour out. Bravo, keep marching. |
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WHAT WILL BECOME OF ME ______________________ What will become of us who are lost? Who's indestructible wills and unquenched minds, become our greatest cost. We are many, yet we are also few. We're taught it's darkest before the the dawn. Yet in the back of our minds, we know the opposite is also true. Maybe you're scared to hold our hand. Maybe we are too difficult to understand. We protect our beloved. To the end we'll fight. Yet we are flawed We'll search for the embodiment of our forever. To guide us from wrong and lead us to right. The shadowy figures In the corner Their touch never dies. They laugh at our belief, as they do not hide from our eyes. Yet invisible is the light to reveal the lies. The leader I am, will forever fight and unite the blind to my cause. Such a waste of resolve, as battles fought, remain within my self constructed walls. A tribune with no Ceasar. Scattered faith with no leader. Guide me Strike me Heal my confused soul. Years of walking into walls Endless rising from countless falls .....My sole desire to merely feel whole. Leaders need a leader To make clear our inner fight. I only wish to know why it's there. To find the one who can guide my heart to something bright. ........What will become of me? -Nurse Hawkins- This is about those of us who want to believe but as strong as we are, we still don't know how. I've written tons of crap but never shown anyone. Not sure why I am now ...Pretty sure I'll regret it Don't regret sharing your inner thoughts. You may not know it but the power of your words could touch other people's lives beyond your imagination. You heart pours out your courage and conviction in life, that even with the battles you have gone through, your sufferings, the people who laughed at what you believed in, still you continue to search the truth and seek answers to your beliefs that beyond the darkness shines the light of HOPE for finding real HAPPINESS and TRUE LOVE. Who knows what will become of us? No one knows what the future holds for us.....we are all wanderers in this world, but what keeps us strong to continue to fight the battles in our life's journey is the HOPE in our HEARTS that love endures forever...be patient and don't be weary, for someone will come along to hold your hand and fight for you to prove to those who don't believe that true love exist. DREAM, BELIEVE and HOPE.....have faith in your conviction, for your heart will always guide you to see the light. 
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