Despair clings to me like a rain soaked robe
Weighing me down with each step i take
Enveloping me in a clutch of hopelessness
My heart cries with a burdened sadness
I am trapped
My constrictor is no ordinary guard
It can be easily vanquished
But alas i am weak
A spineless creature of the earth
And so i must wallow and forever be haunted
Staring through the window of my self-made prison
Wondering what would have been
Friday, 15 February 2008
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