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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Stasis

I wake up
Vast full of emptiness
And all I've got to show for it is a tear stained face
Don't tell me I never did try
You don't even know how hard it is
Scream at me- What do you want from me?
I lay in stasis,
Wishing I could be the apathetic bitch that you see me as
Spiraling into a gyre
Straight into rock bottom,
In my hand holds shattered glass
In the poor comparison that is my heart,
A pool of blood begin to form
Slipping into a state of memories,
I lay in stasis for you
No chance of escape,
No chance of return,
I lay in stasis.

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