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My heart - numb..

never knowing true love..

turning my back on the only light beaming from above..

Lost inside darkness and hurt..

closing doors on segments of my life to block the pain..

opening the wrong doors to ease my diseased brain..
left to wander..

following my own footsteps in circles of my own shadow of shame..

am I to blame?..

gaining access to my thoughts locked away..

lost in confusing feelings pouring down like rain..

raining doubts, loss and pain in such a way..

blinding my vision everyday..

my path eludes my feet..

gravity slipping into a repitition of trying to see..

detours pass their judgements on me..

a form of trickery..

circling a route of misery..

dodging misrepresentational artillery..

making temporary wagers with unseasoned marksmen..

assassinated by their barrage of mystery..

continuous construction inside my periphery..

fabricating partitions inside my hearts' galaxy..

these infinite twists and turns have me running on empty.. 

 

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By: Lisa Roberts