Reaching Through

May 7, 2011
By Anonymous

Lightly we drip
Eyes closed, steaming
Dancing on halos
That cry, breaking

Everything we see
We blind ourselves
Because a word breaches
And into our hearts, delves

Drifting into sleep
That whispers dreams
Like words on this page
Useless through the reams

Until everything is waking
And life becomes sweeping dust
Losing far more than this
Reflecting a body of rust

Expressions escaping grasp
As pain becomes an illusion
When it implies normality
But shines through fusion

Crushed listlessly together
Destructing beautiful dissent
Superficial and cutting
Feelings that were lent

And so here I stand
If I stand at all
Destitute on memories
Of a single hopeless call

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