Day after day, just sitting on a shelf. Never knowing who or what is locked inside myself. Sometimes, seems that I fit all the norm. Yet others times, I worry about my inner storm. Though the sun shines, I cannot feel the rays. More like the dark playground is where my soul plays. Look deep into my eyes, a pool of such despair. Not really caring, this heart knows not a share. Trapped within my own devilish mind, can't even see another of my kind. Caged inside a wall of never ending pain, wondering if I'll ever find myself sane. Deceit is a game I know all too well. It's been the one that's held me here inside this hell. I try and try, not to be afraid. But something keeps me hidden underneath the blade. A torment of self inflicted destruction. Beware the wrath of my heart's eruption.
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Look real close and you will find
Some feelings from deep within my mind
Things hidden from the rest
Are things that remain within my chest.
Written September 13th, 2006
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Thank you Anne, so very appreciated.
Storm -
I hear you Storm,
Often enough the outside hides what is really inside
You portrayed your pain openly in this write my dear.
My love to you
Anne -
I know hun, I know you are there. And it is much appreciated.
Storm -
Hmm, kind of deep sweety. Things will work out. I am always here for you hon, always.
My ♥ on Valk's wings.
Vickie -
Thank you Adrian. Appreciate your comments.
Storm -
This is realy good Storm
Good luck in the contest
Adrian -
Thank you Sandy, much appreciated.
Storm -
A most excellent piece, Storm! Well done!
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