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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Suffer Well

I suffer well, though I am always alone
Terrified of the Midnight Highway
The burning-fire steeds trample me on their way home
I can't send a singular thought tonight
At a blazing pace of speed
Something akin to that of light.

I hold within, a dire need
A facade worth supervising to death
Simply wanting someone to want me
Without a last dash of breath

Every time I hold a thing so fragile and precious
I fall a little deeper into a trap
Sending my soul into a cycle tenacious
and ten-times worse than life.

5 comments:

Laura Jayne said...

Wonderfully powerful imagery.

Sullivan McPig said...

I agree.

Vivy said...
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Vivy said...

definitely a painfully wonderful kind of torture.

Cat said...

Wow - nice writing!