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Posted by susan47 on September 26, 2008, at 22:26:19
Where is my friend,
where is a friend where are you Damos?
Have you disappeared now, forever? Is there no more from you, my friend, my friend where are you... time stands still for no man.
It stands still for none of us.
A cry in the dark ... I weep for you I love you, I loved you my friend, where are you?Susan
Posted by susan47 on September 27, 2008, at 19:35:57
In reply to Damos, Where are you?, posted by susan47 on September 26, 2008, at 22:26:19
don't you, don't you know you could have made the difference between living and wanting-to-die, to someone you could have made the difference, to someone you did, and you rejected the knowledge, you rejected the fear of knowing what your life really means, it means nothing, nothing more than the importance we give it .. and I've always given it supreme importance, your life is precious and let it be sweet, sweet in the tasting.
I loved you.
Oh, dear.
Oh dear oh dear oh dear,
dear me.
Oh my soul.
Is this what they call Transference, or something more....
or less ...
less than I, to you.
Posted by susan47 on September 27, 2008, at 19:39:58
In reply to Dr. CW, Dr. C, cw, c see you know who you are, posted by susan47 on September 27, 2008, at 19:35:57
thank you to Sarah
I miss everything about you.
Doesn't mean much,
Doesn't mean anything at all
The life I've left behind me is ... what?
What is that, you say?
I had a life?
There was life, before Man, man so tender and sweet,
so sweet I loved you so much.
Good-bye goodbye goodbye oh God.
Will I survive, does it matter, does it?
Who cares, if not I?
God, I loved you so much I prayed that love could be
transferred
to the right person,
to the right conditions succumbing,
I prayed there was a space like that,
somewhere,
for me.
And the shock I live in now,
is that there is none.
There is no hiding from Truth.
I loved you so much.
God forgive me.
Posted by Damos on September 28, 2008, at 17:11:45
In reply to Damos, Where are you?, posted by susan47 on September 26, 2008, at 22:26:19
Hi Susan,
Thank you for this post...I was/am deeply touched.
You know me, even if I'm not here I'm never very far away. The truth is I've been lost in my head, wishing I could just disappear, cease to be, unbecome, and words have been hard to come by.
How are you my friend?
I love you too Susan, and this friendship that we share - I do.
Damos
Posted by susan47 on September 29, 2008, at 0:08:53
In reply to Re: Damos, Where are you? » susan47, posted by Damos on September 28, 2008, at 17:11:45
> Hi Susan,
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> Thank you for this post...I was/am deeply touched.
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> You know me, even if I'm not here I'm never very far away. The truth is I've been lost in my head, wishing I could just disappear, cease to be, unbecome, and words have been hard to come by.
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> How are you my friend?
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> I love you too Susan, and this friendship that we share - I do.
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> DamosPlease don't wish to unbecome, to cease to be, you need to Be because I need you, I need a friend because I'm in a struggle now for my own life. Thank you for coming here and sharing of yourself in spite of your own lost-ness.
Susan
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>
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Posted by WaterSapphire on October 1, 2008, at 12:14:40
In reply to Re: Damos, Where are you? » Damos, posted by susan47 on September 29, 2008, at 0:08:53
You can write me Susan...I hope and pray you and Damos feel better soon...
Luv
Chelle
Posted by susan47 on April 3, 2009, at 23:20:02
In reply to Words mis-begotten, but gotten nonetheless, posted by susan47 on September 27, 2008, at 19:39:58
Because now when I phone, and I have been very very bad today, I actually phoned three times and listened and what I heard was the room is being dropped and interference is being brought in so that I cannot hear the end and this must be aversion therapy, to stop my brain from going into that groove, and I cannot phone anymore because if I do I will be found out, here, at this end, and all my whole life will come crashing to an end once more, because first, at first when I phoned today, his voice sounded different. And now it's harsher, it's harsher than it was, and all of that is my imagination because I KNOW he wouldn't fool with someone's reality like that. And the reality I'm beginning to feel is FALSE and what is real is NOT what I think it is.
Posted by susan47 on April 4, 2009, at 14:56:44
In reply to This must be some kind of Aversion Therapy, posted by susan47 on April 3, 2009, at 23:20:02
If it is true one can only thank you, say, thank you for saving me from myself when I am at my worst, when I lose it. And if there is no one there and none of it is real, or true, then it was a hell of a ride.
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