Sunday, July 14, 2013

Related Experience

I sat for hours in the still
of the night
alone and uncertain
feeling bouts
of emptiness
bewildered by its power...

Adapting to the nights air
twinging as it cut through
I read each thought
passing by
turning pages with my eyes...

Although I've read it many times
the words continue
to consume me
isolated by their strength
their ability to be like ice...

The melting reaction
running down my face
glistens the shadows
my eyes are disgraced...

Inside my heart
it can not bare
the disillusion entanglement
that once was there.

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