I am slowly going crazy
In world full of drama
The drama is my demise
If I can only find a sanctuary I may yet come out of this alive
A sanctuary of peace, of hope, of caring, of love is my dream '
For a person to hold and to care.
To pull me up instead of pulling me down
Is what I need to live again.
To be alive to hope and help others is what I seek
I feel like a eagle caught in a snare yearning to fly but held down by sorrow and pain.
To fly, To love, To hope and dream without pain, without sorrow is what I dream of.
2007-07-11
06:17:02
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The HotDog
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➔ Poetry