Keeping Up

A Poem by Tricia O'Brien

My tattered skin

My heavy blues

My lines of shape

My thoughts on a rampage

My hand can't keep up

I don't even care

The reminders that kept me going are now covered in color and image

I still see those marks, through those new designs

My heart is still beating

Along with my want

My dreams have been removed from those hidden places

My worry, worries me

Still

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Almost frantic in measure then soothed to stillness as the colours cover the sun

Rad.
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Added on May 10, 2013
Last Updated on May 10, 2013

Time to update. I've been everywhere but "here" in a year or so. I'm getting back into my groove. More to come for sure more..

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too familiar