numb.
swarming waves of complications.
ruthless recollections of the past.
a desolate thump of the heart.
mind melding images twist and twirl.
the present stands still.
damned tear glands.
a wall of pride.
a ghost trembles in the shadows.
a smile stitched with pain.
absent eyes
searching for false truth.
outstretched fingers reaching and reaching
fumbling in endless darkness.
someday.
someday.
blurs of reality whip past,
too fast to grasp and cling
the warm wind responds
barren promises of future.
the soul withers
the ghost still remains
thump
thump thump
a mere strand of hope.
someday
someday
but for now
numb.
Monday, December 21, 2009
waiting for the past
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