angelic insomnia: stained
stained
This tear stained face
can show no more fear
and the mighty crystal ball
has no power over my fate
i crash into the meltingpot
and as this anger
self pity
hatred,
overflows
i can no longer stand to bare my own weight
these emotions are too heavy
and they smother me
as i make yet another attempt
to wipe my slate clean
through forbidden walkways i tred
to lay treasures at the shrine
of unknowing.
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Copyright Rebecca Page 2000.
