Lately

thing on line a hard to take somtimes

The pain, trickles down

to that place

where memories, were bound

determined,

to hold sway...

 

Bending, illusions dream

heart to race

there begging, to be found

affirmed,

never going away...

 

Silent, are the screams

without lost grace

no one else, hears the sound

learned,

to keep at bay...

 

Dying, a little by degrees

with its trace

here it disposes, cycles mount

fragmented,

wearing out faces...

 

Stressing, a very fine line

the evident erase

possibilities poised, remorse

impregnated,

nightmares are laced...

 

I hang my head and sigh, but lets not go there... and know, I must.

To have healing, continue... and live, to be human.

Not human garbage. Used... abused.

By a past. Never, that far away.

 

Hiding, behind a mountain of denial

and silenced, screams...

 

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[Ruth]

"Hiding, behind a mountain of denial
and silenced, screams..."

Awaits a destiny, that has always been
Only time distorts the dream in this scheme
We may have faltered to gather the strawberries for the cream
But that doesn't not mean there shall always be screams...
For it is to dream...

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xoxo