An objective subjective view

The black walls seem to be more distant
I feel I can breathe a little again
The abyss is still there
Bu the path I walk is wider

Looking inside my mind
All there is still a mess
I have spend far to much time thinking of others
Than myself

Trying to start all over again
Again, again, again
I don't know how many more times
I can do that

Been here before
Now I am determined
Never to go back
I got to learn how to be strong for ME

Love seems so far away
Though I see it clearly in my rear mirror
There to I see
Things I never wan't to go back to

Things that almost broke me



Poetry by Dalmore
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Written on 2008-04-25 at 08:02

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