Fear To Reach Out

November 23, 2010
If hope is what you want,
you'll never find it here.
All hope here is dead and gone.
I'm only left with fear.

Fleeting images.

A floating mirage.

I can't see past the pain.
I reach for what looks like release,
but reach out only to refrain.

Distortion of what I need,
lost deep inside my mind.
I want to reach for life again,
but I am only left behind.

I once had so much to hold onto,
but now I've only got myself.
I'll hold onto me.
I'll squeeze myself to death.

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