February 28, 2012
Petals of ash falling from the sky
My lungs filled with a cold brisk winter
My heart feels black and heavy
Terrible words drifting on the wind reach my ears
I cannot cry because too many people expect me to
I cannot show vulnerability
I am not weak
I do not trust anyone
I am, hollow
People lie, betray, murder...
Why trust the most imperfect creature in the world?
I can only trust myself...
You break my heart,
I close the wall down on your face
And you will NEVER see me again
I am alone,
But I am safe...

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