Friday, October 2, 2009

Poem: Gone

Finally I have worked it
Out of my system
The rush has passed
Calm has settled in
Move on, move out
Step back
Bring myself
To where I want to be
Knowing I'm the one
Who will end up victorious
The Cold and Darkness,
Ah, how I know them so well
They well protect my emotions
Shelter me from the pain
And I shall use them to distance
Myself
Out of touch
Out of time
Invisible, I shall become
Leaving nothing behind
Nothing, nothing at all
No evidence of what was
…Gone

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