Saturday, March 31, 2007

journey terminated

Tight rope torn
Hanging on in hope
Caught up in the ropes that used to hold me in place
Why did you hold me before the fall?
Where have you gone?
The child is gone
Splattered in her pink dress
A beautifully tangled mess
Twisted turned
Still I hang
Swinging to unknown beats
Swimming in mindless vacuum
Where is the sandy shore?
Hanging on in hope
Hoping for a little more rope

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