Untitled (September 15, 2012)

More dark thoughts.

The
Midnight hour
Long past.

Yet
My mind remains
In gear.

Processing
Probing
And concluding.

Often
Questions
Drawn out and lost
In the daylight rush
To get nowhere.

Passively
I watch
All.

Holding
Within my soul
A lost child.

Who
Has seen
Much violence
In her life.

Scared
To fully embrace
Her dreams
She will fail
Once more.

Hearing
The taunting
Relentlessly echoing
In my mind.

From
A past
Where I was
Constantly hurt
Both verbally
And physically.

As
The dreams
Dies.