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Quote Of The Moment.

The Heart Is Forever Inexperienced.
- Henry David Thoreau.
Let the poets struggle to describe your heart
your art of love and your love of art
- The 6th
Strength Is Nothing More Than How Well You Hide The Pain.
- Unknown.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

My Strangers.

Falling apart
Pull it together
Too late, it's here
I'm broken down
Way down
To where it is hidden
Hidden even to myself
Shrouded in smiles
Hopelessly hoping
Fake laughter leaps from my mouth
Can they tell?
Happy enough to fool them
All of them
And by them
I mean only myself
Perhaps this will go away
If I can just keep going
I am OK
Stop staring at my charades
Let me breath
Help me breath
I can do this, never mind
Ignore this
It will be gone tomorrow
Wake up six times
Twelve eyes see
Whisper and concern
Just a bad day
See through my lies
My scars
My tears
My flying off the handle
That I have drunk from
You are not OK
Says who?
You don't know a thing
I am a stranger
But my stangers still see
Strangers are coming closer
I can almost see them clearly
Wait, are they going to hurt me?
No
They see me hurt
Not going anywhere
Leave me alone
Go. Run Away
Return to problems
That never seem to lose me
So, I am lost
Scared, sad and alone
In this same place
That is everywhere
That is nowhere
But different now
Now I have you
To be lost with
To be found with
So you are not leaving me in here
Taking me with
By forcing me out
Why strangers?
I am a cause
A lost one
I am broken
I can do this alone
No I can't
I don't have to this time
I thank you for not listening
I thank you for staying
I thank you for my life
I thank you for being you
I thank you for being my family
I thank you for being my strangers.

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