Thursday, 31 January 2013

15th August 2012

All I have is my words might not mean much to you
but in my world they speak my untold truths
even ones I didn't know.

Overwhelmed by the motion,
I just keep living, breathing, holding.
Holding myself up, others-
holding on to my spirit.
When it tries to escape from me -
I plea.

I bargain with pitiful
and provide her with some mindless fun.
All the while my lips zipped shut
but there are pages being written in my mind.
I do not read them aloud they stay archived.

To be continued...1.02am

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