Friday, August 29, 2008

110.

Trapped Alone in a Crowded Life


In hated life and death dispair
I scream in light of silent air
That strangles me and hope's still breath
And brings my gaze to sacred rest

To life from death I long to flee
And search for what is mine to see
If long-detested life won't cease
Can I now turn my face to peace?

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