Wednesday, July 11, 2012

New Kid

You can still see the sunshine through closed eyes.
Squeeze them tightly;
Find there's no place to hide.
Maybe life is easy on the brighter side.

A mellow monotone
To mask the fluctuations;
The cracks and fault lines.
Where my voice has drifted off
Once noticing the superfluity
Of a million lost words.

Alone behind bars;
A stomach filled with only scars.
A neck encircled by restraint,
What I'd give for light of day.

One more night of frolick and play,
From my child I run astray.
A truth I'd never think to face-
Now I sit alone;
Replaced.

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