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!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Brick by Brick

Feeling isolated and very alone

Standing lone, surrounded by people

The wall has been rebuilt unknowingly

The barrier between trust and comfort

I will not play the victim to others

I know that it is of my own doing

I've chosen how I react to them

Betrayal of some does not exclude all

Yet the fear of more pain confines me

To keep everyone out is to be safe

The cost is high, I'm not willing to pay

The wall will once again be destroyed

Posted by Ted at 9:33 am

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