Friday, March 27, 2009

The distance between us

In little whispers I long to call your name
My mind wanders back
on how you used to look at me
but now sadness is all I see

This brutal assault goes on and on
As tide after tide cannot seem to wash away
all the misgivings, failures and decisions made.

Now everything is all choked up
Buried deep inside
As your face is etched in me
and the uncertainty claws at me.

I am torn
I am broken
waiting for a salvation
that might never be.

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