Thursday, 12 August 2010

crying

It's difficult to see anything loveable
In this face bloated and stained from crying.
Looking from the inside at the out,
The mirror is a trap leading down into the dark.
Looking from the surface further in,
This heart behaves like a caged cat,
Stretching and straining against the confines
Of a repressive ego, overly hurt.
It's all so stupid. It's time to change.

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