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I've got words in my throat, I want to say, can't speak.

I've got this pain in my heart

a simple hole that needs filling

I've got this voice in my head

Tells me to do things, I'm more than willing

I've got this look under my eyes,

scaryhappyi-n-s-e-c-u-r-e, all alone and weak

I've got words in my throat

I want to say, I can't speak.
 

I've got anger rising like tides in my heart

and it's hate for myself that I cannot depart

shame builds like dust on memories better left forgotten

my pain breaking me, turning me twisted and rotten. 

gnarled branches of deception create angry lies

depression nags and agony cries

It's not my fault I ended up this way 

(that's what I tell myself anyway)

It's his fault, all his

because of him, I no longer know what light is. 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Err...Venting, I guess. Kind of personal, just let me know what you think, okay? :)

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[Bud]

If you or anyone ever forgets what "light" is or more to the point your light, take a stick match in a dim lit room or area. Strike it. Hold it match head sticking straight up, and observe it closely. Witness the brilliance that it lends. The energy and power it possesses. The dance it dances in celebration of it's life. Then you will have a piece of the image that is your light...
You have penned another very honest, emotional piece of yourself, Aveira. You capture your feelings, and thoughts with such a vivid description, that one cannot miss the feelings you are conveying. And here, you make it clear that you have been weakened by one. And one alone in this instance. Reach in and grab a hold on that inner strength that you possess. It's never an easy affair, but the finer things in life are manifest for the simple fact that great patience, understanding, strength, and weaknesses overcome have been annealed in the fires. You're a worth while person to invest energies in. Refining all that you know so as you will build the character you have that will become a role model for many to aspire to.