Thursday, May 31, 2012


tears in hidden places
brokenness in public spaces

darkness envelopes the soul
and it feels as if it will last forever
sleep can't come swiftly enough
and it's never enough

light shines through a cracked window
the sun? the moon? the porch light?
the light from stars that died years ago

unrecognizable, the life you've been living
memories stolen, retold, rewritten
crafted into the blur of a nightmare

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