Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Monday, February 06, 2006

Run Away

I've sat here staring at the empty screen, don't know how long

Thoughts flashing only briefly through my mind, disappearing

Emotions running freely for days have all gone quiet, hiding

The fears and the pain, the joys and anticipation merging, nothing

Words that haven't been shared with anyone recently, gone

Yet the need to "purge" remains, ability however does not

Posted by Ted at 10:02 am

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