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Poems by Jaimie D. Travis
Nothing But Sorrow
The Pedestal
Thoughts Of You
Epitaph
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Misery
Mercy Can Wait
Is He Crying
Home At Last
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Misery (1998) I've looked into my soul Unsure of where I stand Unsure of where my next step will lead When the time to move is at hand And who among you will follow Those who have not yet cast me aside Who among you are strong enough To experience life by my side Beneath this cloud of apathy That lingers above my world Lined in black ashes set free by the flame Which consumes my very soul And which of you do I long for When need is influenced by desire Which of you do I long for When I am sinking beneath the mire Of misconstrued misconceptions Mere fragments of my reality Imaginary circumstances Which only seem real to me And what would these answers bring Torment to a lonely soul My life reads as a diary Of circumstances I can not possibly control And no one can be relied upon And no one can be counted on And I still hear the unwavering voice of anxiety To me... this is misery Written by Jaimie D. Travis, The Word Gallery, Copyright 1999 CareTaker@thewebgarden.com The webGarden http://thewebgarden.com