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Wednesday, June 23, 2010


of pain familiar
unending bleak
restless sleep

time creeps
tears salty

lost, in sorrow
awake, yet numb

- familiar resonance of.

of burrowing
in covers, in pain
of wishing sun would set
of feeling almost-dead
of waking haven't slept
of death, of existing
of chemical imbalance
over nothing

a resonance of
glass splinters past
and pain baffling
of crazy voices:
'I never left.
Hear my echoes,
footsteps in glass
daggers of pain
everything crashing.
I resound through
chirpy efforts
daily chores
your life.'

Like a well that never runs dry,
so you are, ever-trickling, so -
I always will have
a resonance of pain.