"I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it until it begins to shine."-Emily Dickinson

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

isolation.


timeless nights unpacified
restless days unsanctified
erratic thoughts, turmoiling mind
frozen wasteland of frantic time

frosted fingers flailing
quiet courage quailing
crystal shell, empty void
countless moments lie destroyed

self-reflection gazing
clouded eyes appraising
broken glass, shredded skin,
dying starts from within.

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