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(Fallen}
{2003-10-26} {11:31 a.m.}
Hard metal digs into me
The wind lashes aganst me
I feel naught the sensation of rain
Only the feeling of dread
Tears well in my eyes
Yet I cannot cry
My heart aches with loneliness
Yet no one will fill the bleak darkness
Days pass by, without even a sigh
Of a gentle breeze
Or water to quench my thirst
I hang between sleep and reality
Light and Dark
Death will not take me
Its dark flames taunting me
Light will not soothe me
It dares not travel here
I cannot escape my cage of misery
It keeps me isolated, lonely and despaired
I cannot fly to the skies
My wings are clipped, my beauty gone
Along with everything else
I have fallen into a nightmare
That I cannot wake up from
I am rotting into nothing more
Other than a grey shell...
That poem was given to me by my daughter. After I read it I asked her if thats how shes been feeling lately and she said Yes. I cried and tried to comfort her, because I know those dark and lonely feelings myself. But somehow I lost contact with her and realized shes not the little girl she once was and she doesnt want to be held, coddled or protected anymore. All I can do is just sit and wait until she figures out just what it is she does want from her early teen life and wait for her to come to me once again. I will always be her guidance- she just doesn't see that yet. I truly hope that she is stronger inside than what her emotions are reflecting. I don't want her to be a repeat performance of me.