Ellen Tricomi · May 8, 2012
The Point

To the point
Where no words adequately express pain

To the point
Where no actions properly display change

To the point
Where all is buried; past present and future, far far behind us

To the point
Where the highest of highs are no compensations for the average low

To the point
Where I am broken

To the point
Where you're unspoken

To the point
Where I am on the edge of reality

That is where you'll find me.
And the darkness that lies in truth

 
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