November 6, 2008
By Heather Cox, Tucson, AZ

Push past all insecurities
Unmask my inner being
Forbid myself from losing sight
Of how I'm transforming.

My inner shell; still intact
My exterior; a pile of ash
Another heave, lungs aching
Teardrops on every lash.

I knew; I saw it coming
But chose to remain naive
Dammed, I sit in agony
Forever refusing to believe

My ignorance will get the best
Of every molecule within me
I cannot regret this experience
For it has opened my eyes; I see.

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Faith said...
on Nov. 15 2008 at 8:45 pm
Heather. You did such a good job on this!!!


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