just follow the breadcrumbs. maybe they will lead you back. empty pages of a once loved spirit.
hollow and numb. void of emotion. trickling blood from an open wound. shards of desperation. sinking...
crying at the blue grey sky. hoping to see my reflection. a reflection of what i once was. before the destruction. before the fall. before the silence.
i want to be. and to see. and to live. i want to return. to be reborn. to be free.
i need to be whole again.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
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Hansel and Gretel ...lost in the woods...no breadcrumbs to follow...this poem is deep...excellent
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