UnansweredA Poem by Broken.There's a safe inside me, and its safe inside. Somewhere I can always hide. Hide from my thoughts, and memories alike, were you too young to know what those are like? But as a light lost in light, I am lost in the memories I like. Yet somehow I always lose the fight. But I will not cry at night, until my flight is over. Because over doesn't mean what it used to, and I'm over it. There are many differences now, and I'm over them. However sunlight breaking through the boughs draws tears, and it breaks with the promises that those same tears would water that tree one day. Because on the outside, it's breaking with bright light, but on the inside it's breaking, and through the cracks water is leaking, like the tears I promised I wouldn't shed. The circle of life, flooding at the roots of my feet. but my feet are worn and tired, and my mind is flooded with questions... questions the tree could never answer.
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