Sunday, June 10, 2012

Clearing


The hand reaches out
Runs his fingers
Through my hair
My eyes blink
I can’t breath
I can’t see
The fog
Is inside my eyes
Inside my lungs

You’ve suffered said the voice
From inside my head
And still echoing in my ears
That’s ok
There are many people
Who have lost time
Healing Fighting Captured

You are strong now
You can take a step
And then another
Combine your will
With your dreams
Rather than mending
The illness
You are amazing

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