Thursday, May 03, 2007

Dreamt

I sweat in the breeze
It is not any gentle

Roughened, wind turns red
It is hot, yet I am angrier

I seek calm the anger within
It throws a deaf ear

Puzzled, I question
It explains none

I dig it deep, confused
It is all shallow

Dark, unending, scary
It cares not comfort

I try crawl back, panic
It pulls me deeper

Lost, Frightened, Yet hopeful
It is not as strong

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