Thought
My head is spinning fast,
as I am tumbling down.
Troubles are coming fast,
as I try to choke them down.
Suffocate on the distortion.
In my mind's eye, misery abides.
In my charred, beatless heart,
your words emphasize lost hope.
My fear and your faith...
undeniable friendship...
my solitaire release.
Copyright © Charlotte Jordan | Year Posted 2008
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