What isA Poem by Peter Truthfree-write
Born into a crowded space that you can’t control, running from arrows that you can not see. Trapped in who you are because you are what you’ve always been. Sub-consciously you search for what will never be found. Apathy is a gift, it numbs and soothes. Time was once just an illusion, but now it’s a cold reality that judges and taunts at every turn. Darkness is better than light, it hides the warts and faults that consume and hinder. But after the darkness comes the light, for better or worse. © 2009 Peter Truth |
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Added on May 27, 2009AuthorPeter TruthMount Vernon, NYAboutI am a former journalism student. These days I write to maintain my increasingly diminishing sense of sanity. Look for Peter Allen on Facebook! more..Writing
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