what a mess

March 3, 2007

what a mess. an utter mess. you who do not see, know nothing bout what lies beneath. to you whom i do divulge. would you stay? this sight, it ain’t pretty. this tears, they pour steadily. this mess, won’t disappear that quickly.

what a mess. an utter mess. disappointments, they rip at me daily. Your promises, are they not meant for me? I reach, but do not find. are You here? are You near? am i Yours?have You ever smiled down upon me? Do you delight in me?

what a mess. an utter mess. another scar that burns bright red. I see no purpose. I see no end. I see no light, nor the sight of your hand. as i wrestle with myself again, i’ll stop for now and give in to the pain….

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