Saturday, March 5, 2011

the wind is heavy on my shoulders
pushing confidence farther away
from my heart
and deeper into my mind
where the ego squeezes every breath
from my existence
escaping with my consciousness
i am held hostage within my own skin
each pore, an eye watching me
patiently waiting
until the candles that burn in the windows
succumb the wind

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