Thursday, February 26, 2015

Damaged Goods

a troubled mind is that of a perilous soul
thoughts are too prudish and ongoing
but there not unseeable
a persons eyes are defiant and punishing
they're heavy with worrisome
a stare says more than a thousand words
yet the obvious isn't always the righteous
i cried my heart out tonight
and my cries for help are exasperating
they agitate me in every way
i find no comfort in words
no comfort in people
i'm damaged and troubled
what now dear heart?

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