Our Slience
Can I stay here, is there any way?
The comfort of your arms, against a world turned upside down-
I'm fighting: To remain strong or even sane.
Explain to me how.
What do I do now?
I'm loosing, frightened.
For the first time helpless
Breathing, staying here my focus-
Say something; Not 'sorry'
We've been there.
'How are you'
You know. So,
if you're at a loss
say so.
I talk to myself wishing it was someone.
You. Hear me.
I want you near me.
Lucky you to see me strong; You know it's not true.
It's wrong, or a lie, or half truth.
I can't be here and there,
so I choose.
From moment to moment where I will be.
Now and now.
Thoughts run amock and wander.
And it's quiet.
-Copyright, 2003
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