Sunday, October 23, 2011

POEM: GRIP

I sit in a darkened room
My thoughts swirl around me
Looking for answers
To questions that haunt me

I have fallen so far
Its hard to stay strong
I see no answers
I see no light

I need to reinvent myself
But don't know where to start
In this stage of my life how
What's the use

I feel like crying
But there are no more tears
I feel like dying
But don't have the energy for it

My spirit damaged
My soul is injured
I need to find a way back
I just need to gain solid ground

Time is my friend
And enemy with this
I don't how much longer
I can stay strong, my grip loosening

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