Thougher Things

January 15, 2010
Friends are fading
Families fighting
Love is hard
Forever dieing
Sacred wonder
In my heart
Should never have given me another start
All alone
Under the covers
Waiting for my misplaced mother
Walls are closing
People crying
Fathers here are not yet trying
Cold and wet
Out on the street
I admit,
My heart isn't yet complete
Children laughing
Eyes are peircing
Seeing through my disguise of happiness and remmanissing
Running fircley
But not yet moving
Tied down by all this is so confusing.

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