Saturday, December 10, 2011

the point

the point...heart hurting, emotion determining physicality,
vanishing lines between mental, physical pain...

how to cope, why must time be the medicine,
waiting for a future, passing time as life, how else to survive...

appreciate the present? the emptiness?
ignore the internal abyss, fill with baubles...

darkness surrounding
internal sensation fleeting
despair encroaching
doors closing
life stalling....
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long...
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tunnel...
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flicker...
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light.

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