Friday, May 2, 2008


Is it from desperation
From a dwelling sadness
I feel your relief
The abandonment in your gesture
I wish I could follow
I wish I could scream
Break the solitude
The burden
But I have to carry it
Because I don't have the strength to let it go
They compare
And I don't live up
I have to qualify to suffer?
Maybe that is why I am silent
I am not in pain
Because you'll never know
I make sure
You never
See me show it
I'll hide it
So it turns black
Becomes my very being
No one will know
When I begin
And the pain ends
We'll be one
And my core turns black
As my soul burns
A hot heat
Of desperation
My face stoic
My throat never making a sound
My eyes do all the talking

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