The Blockade

Mon, 04/14/2014 - 09:03 -- Poto97

Something inside is breaking

My heart?

My soul?

My spirit?

 

I cry on and on

Throughout the night

Nobody sees.

Nobody hears.

Nobody knows.

I fall asleep on a wet pillow

 

I wake the next morning to

A sunrise bursting

With hope!

With light!

With life!

An wrought with the anguish of the night before

 

I then realize that I wasn't losing myself

But the wall around my heart was crumbling

And I know that it was only because

I was allowing myself

To feel

To dream

To love

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