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Who, What, Where, Why and When

Who do you run to, when the pain gets hard to bear? What do you cling to, if no one seems to care? Where do you go, if life gets too much? Why is it painful, to find a soft and gentle touch? When do you let go, if you’re hurting inside? Who do you talk to, if you can no longer hide. What do you do, if you’re feeling alone? Where do you disappear to, when you’re on your own? Why do you shy away, when you’re in a crowd? When do you let your anger go, if you need to scream out loud? Who do you shout at, when you need a release? What do you find, when you discover peace? Where are you going, is it a place you like to be? Why do you hide, your emotions from me? When will you notice, the whole world isn’t cold? Who do you turn to, when you need a hand to hold? What pain have you been through, that cut through you like a knife? Where are you going, on your pathway through life? Why do you push me away, if you need me near? When will you realise, I’ll always be right here?

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Date: 9/30/2016 12:18:00 AM
Yes, the walls we build, usually only imprisoning ourselves. Well done /|\
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Kay Roberts
Date: 9/30/2016 5:35:00 AM
Thanks Rick..... Hopefully, those that build, find a demolition expert.....
Date: 9/16/2016 5:22:00 PM
I can relate to this so much currently in my life Kay - its so difficult when you want to reach out to someone but for some reason they won't accept help or advice. Very powerfully penned:-) hugs Jan xx7
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Date: 9/16/2016 6:19:00 PM
I completely understand where you are coming from Jan. I went through the same thing with someone very close to me. Fortunately all turned out well in the end. I hope the same for you. Thanks for your kind words. Big Hugs. Kay xx

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