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Saturday, July 21, 2007

When Sometimes Shattered--


When Sometimes Shattered--

When sometimes shattered, we seek to save ourselves as best we can.
Preferring to suffer in silence and to cry alone--
Than have pity place us in a lower rank, we writhe
In darkened corners crumbling at the edges of sanity--
Almost, but not yet too far gone to feel the pain.
Bemoaning lost chances, lost words that dissipated
Like dew in the mid-morning sun, we grieve,
And our darkened world keeps spinning, spinning, spinning--
Into the early morning hours as we toil
To put the tiny pieces back in place...
And hope against all hope that when the glue is dry,
We will at least resemble something of our former selves-
So that none will be the wiser.
--C. H. Green 2007

1 comment:

Vicki said...

I stumbled upon your words tonight and felt tears welling up. i have been here. Boy, have I been here.

Sending hugs,
Vicki