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Walls From Outstretched Hands

Hoplessly we cling to the corners hiding our aches in the shadows while outstretched hands reach to soothe the pain lurking in other corners.

We can confide in ourselves, that hand throws a heavy blow to the heart at the following turn.

Bruised trust builds upon these walls until they smother me in the blistering pain.

No one can see me shake in isolation, nothing to hold on too, say for the walls that hold my voice to my ears alone.

Oh how the hours fade on slowly,

How I am tormented in this box of my own creation, telling myself it will be all right.

Oh how I scream at the hurts to leave me, too uncloud my mind.

How they rape my sanity in savage beatings,

these sorrows...

How they fracture me from open arms awaiting with listening ears too unburden me of these troubling thoughts.

Oh how I search within my self for the solution, when I have not one to be had.

If only speech could slip from my lips to someone that has answers to what ales me this night and nights before.

"Are you Allright?"

Shake my self from hauntings,

stand,
head held high.

"Yea...it's nothing...I'm fine....

But I'm not am I?
Written by Erotic_Goddess
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