the wrecked...
unnatural unwillingness to slumber
if nightmares are all i see.
heart-thumping resistance to siesta
when all my dreams are scary to me.
so tired so confused
so close to tears
but never the guts to cry.
engulfed in a self-denial state of false hope.
whirlwind -
tumultous beating down of the truthful lie.
a swift slash across the tender beating flesh.
the core of emotions shadows itself into recluse
dubious knowledge of possibility dashed.
soft-hearted.
sentimental.
sensitive.
sweet.
optimism has its limits.
vulnerablity now takes charge.
...state of mind.body.soul.
Saturday, February 05, 2005
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