Looking at the sky makes me want to cry coz do I ever try to fly high enough to reach You?

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Free verse: Misery

These wounds
Those scars

The questions
The confusion

The pain
The nests on my head
Their faces
Their judgement
My feelings
My sadness
My solitude

Nothing but peaceful
No 

Strong?
Energy? 
Work? 
Contribution? 
Youth? 

Help!
Still seeking help...
Face
Faith
Spirit

Confusion
Tears...

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