Monday, May 14, 2012

empty spheres

to cry without tears
all that release, are moans
short in tones, whispers and sighs escape
anchors tied to thoughts, flee from your mouth and onto the ground
holding one purpose, to tie you down
to all that has consumed your mind
filled your heart with ache
and what is it you take?
deep breaths, because right now it's all you can hold
your focus being molded, by the past
by what the future could have
if only, you'd make a move


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