Chained in this existence, it must be...
Somber in silence, you don't care to see.
Behind closed doors with a veiled mask...
Clinging to hope, the heart will not last.
Undecided indifference, a quivering voice.
Seeking an escape is a question of choice.
Tuned out reality, lingers with each cry.
Finding an escape, between where and why.
Heartbroken and consumed with despair...
Wondering if your heart could possibly care.
Your words and actions prove you are a belittler.
Memories of the present will haunt me in the future.
Copyright © Erin W. | Year Posted 2010
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