The asphalt, dark, black, shivery.
I hide beneath the words of silence,
as I always do when my senses become to intense.

An old lamppost reveals a damp rain.
An empty street, as am I.
Detachment is impossible to terrify.

A tree is getting rid of its leaves, its history.
I see new life, beginnings and an end.
Life is too hard for me to comprehend.

I transcend the pain and vanish into the rain.

Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2010-10-23 at 01:21

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
The last line captured the essence of the poem so well done, very well done:) thank you for sharing:)

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Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
Wow! Powerful write, Daybreaker. Very sad and moving.

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