December 18, 2009
By othello03 SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
othello03 SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
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sit on the floor
stare at the wall
but nothing is there
the pattern of my thoughts
grows and looms
forms hideous shapes
horribly mocking
what are you thinking
how dare you think that
what is the point
gaunt shadows fall
partly obscuring
for a moment forgetting
remember to live
but know all the time
turn and it's there

The author's comments:
This is also about loneliness and despair.

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