posted March 06, 2006 02:25 PM         

My heart hurts
it cannot say why
It burns with a tug
Delving deeper inside
I am in the middle
I cry, oh, I cry
It's open so wide
it cannot shut tight
Although it can try
Keep pushing with all its might
I am raw
Rubbed and sore
crawling softly
On the cement floor
Looking for answers
I cannot hope to find
You can walk
I wish I could
Though it does not
Do me any good
Somehow this mood
Knocks me off where I stood

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-K
"...poetry is the subtle alchemy of a sensitive soul

like hell it is