Scars Full Of GoldA Poem by Young MountainA new piece I wrote this week
I believe in your victory
because It's the only way out of this mess we've created. Stuck in a barrel of emptiness and fueled by despair, I can no longer have you living here. You're an outsider disguised as a jailbreak a destruction of myself When its all said and done- what of this will be saved. Lost like the coastline in a haze of fog, the secrets of this path will dissolve into nothing. Forever fumbling towards a life that was never there- can we get back to today, while forgetting yesterday and not living for tomorrow? or will you shoulder it like the crashing of heavy waves eager to show your strength, when your eyes concede that everything is broken © 2010 Young MountainReviews
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