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Feb 2014
I cry out to old pain
Erupting inside my mind.
Thoughts, driving me insane,
I don't have enough time.

I cannot let go
As there is no ease.
The strife knocks me down
Begging on my knees.

Cringing on bitter memories
That only hold me back
I lie here in silence
As my whole world turns black.

I find an ounce of hope
Shining in my palm.
I stare at it reluctantly
My heart beating calm.
Thomas Walsh
Written by
Thomas Walsh  Billings, Montana
(Billings, Montana)   
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