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Dec 2014
I feel better knowing you're not alone,
It brings me some sort of restless peace.
I don't know why it feels this way,
But it is a beautiful rest for me.

I feel better knowing the way it is,
I love the solitude it will find.
Not quite sure if it will last,
But it brings quiet to my mind.

I feel better seeing the threads all fray,
Such pleasure found in their breaking.
They come apart, each in turn,
But I love the sounds they are making.

I feel better knowing the lines appear,
That they don't exude the sadness and lies.
They bring me peace as I crawl along,
As though the clouds leave my starry skies.

I feel better watching the ice all melt,
As it drips away from the core.
Each drop carries away my burden,
Until I have a burden no more.

I feel better knowing some form of truth,
It keeps me from wondering so long.
The time once spent in contemplation,
Is now spent strumming another song.

I feel better knowing that peace is found,
Because it keeps me from keeping the peace.
I don't know why it was always me,
Who was left sifting through the sheets.

I feel better knowing how it feels,
To be so near and whole.
I don't quite know nor understand,
But I don't need to, I've been told.

I feel better knowing that smiles break,
That I for once, don't have to smile.
The release I feel, with every grin,
Freedom not felt for long while.

I feel better knowing it is no longer my care,
That someone else will shoulder the blame.
My shoulders stretch while my back mends,
Broken and sore from all this strain.

I feel better knowing I can be forgotten,
Even if for but a moment.
It finally means that I too can forget,
Without the guilt I always spent.

I feel better knowing that only a shadow,
Remains of all that I endured.
That I don't need to take it,
That I can finally fly once more.

I feel better knowing that happiness,
Is only sometimes just an illusion.
It brings the world again to my hand,
Eliminating all the weighty confusion.

I feel better knowing the pain is only mine,
That I can finally fight my demons through.
I await the day I watch them fall,
I know them weak, and my sword is true.

I feel better knowing I'm not alone,
That there is someone, something else out there.
I don't know why it feels this way,
But it keeps my from all my despair.
From way long ago. I can only guess what it meant.
Nathaniel Brenner
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Nathaniel Brenner  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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   Jane Smith
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