Friday, June 19, 2009

As it is

Clawing at me, tearing me apart, inside out
Rage, frustration and pain, raw and ragged from being so deep
Fighting to escape their bonds

Silent tears creep down my face
The only sound, my sniffing nose
The hamster insanely running it's wheel

Thoughts, Memories, Ugliness
Knifeing through my head, ravaging
Feelings of dejected acknowledgement

Grateful yet hating my solitude
Inperceptable sobs rack my person
The way it has been, the way it always will be