Solitude
I sit alone in my crowded room of thought
nothing but blurred images of past and present to keep me company
in a spiders web I am caught
I am nothing but my own enemy.
Living in a world of love and lies
I can't escape the pain I feel
deep inside it's my heart that cries
a moments happiness dare I steal.
Copyright © Rachel Lipscomb | Year Posted 2005
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