The hands of time tick slowly by

as dawn breaks in a new day.

A nightmare reality of

the receding night lies marked,

like so many fading stars,

in the shattered glass on the floor.

Silken shards of sorry souls,

their lives now trapped

in a dream of what was then,

what is now and

what should never have been.

Each broken image,

a moment in time captured

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Though I am surrounded

I am the loneliest person

Though I am celebrated

I am forever losing

Though I am revered

I am despised in one's eyes

Though I am loved

I am hated, truly hated

Though I walk with many

I am the lone walker

Though I hear your sincerity

I am deafened by self pity

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I slide down a rope
     into the empty chasm 
          which is your cold heart. 
I light a fire 
          in the depths of your despair. 
You hate me anyway. 
It rains. 
An ocean is born; 
          it swallows me whole. 
Darkness engulfs me. 
Surrounded by other misguided souls. 
I feel their cages; 
     I discover mine. 



NOTE: I wrote this at age 15. I have edited it sinc...

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On my lips

I want pressed

The lips of another

misunderstood creature

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