stupify

By insideout

life was bleak
a grayish tint to everything
Seemed nothing much mattered
just the nominal mundane
not much could flatter
this existence.
I woke one morning
to a silence more silent
than I've ever known
and a grin invaded my face.

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Published on Monday, March 17, 2008. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "stupify"

On Monday, November 20, 2017, Just Dave (448) wrote:

There's alone and then there's lonely. Two vastly different forms of flying solo. JD
On Thursday, November 8, 2012, lenores_death (15) wrote:

amazing. there was something in there rarely felt in other poems. how such a message can mean so much in so little words is breathtaking.
A former member wrote: I like the comments before this, a huge fan of donnie darko.. this poem is so satisfying with a strong sense of be.ing.. you are a real deep thinker, and it's even more amazing how clearly you express these feelings.
On Sunday, December 14, 2008, Sparadic (5) wrote:

peace is an awesome thing rarely felt. nice write
On Monday, March 17, 2008, Alanarchy (1168) wrote:

Sometimes there's no reason to feel good. But you do anyway, and if you keep that going long enough, it becomes habit. Awesome work.
On Monday, March 17, 2008, MESUN (230) wrote:

I'm going with monkey on this one. It does remind me of Darko. it's like one of those simple processes of thought you have when everything around you is still.
On Monday, March 17, 2008, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

Like a moment of clarity. Very well wrought :) -Carl
On Monday, March 17, 2008, Dancing_Monkey (1228) wrote:

Donnie Darko like feeling. I cant remember a day when I woke with a grin on my face. Good write