Sometimes you search for something and yet there is no where to hide. The pain that washes over you comes down and hits ya like a whip hits the back of a toy. The pain of lost love of something that has pushed you to the side.
You hold out your hand hoping they will come and be whole once again. Yet they walk away shunning me like I was nothing. The shadows laughed and caressed my darkened soul drawing me deeper into the darkness.
Who will call out to me holding out there hand. What I am is who I am I am a person that has feelings. What one will be there to hold me up when things seem to go down. I am a person within the shadows hoping someone finds the light to shine my way.
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MidnightsMaster
02:50 Oct 01 2010
very nice well put