Monday, October 6, 2008

Penchant for Pain

Change for the better is not like you have always heard.
It happens, it fails, and you are left with emptiness.
You try again, get up, put on a smile and change your point of view....

And still nothing.

You're starving for a sign, a corneal brightening that could wake you, but the darkness succeeds.
Is not the longing but the absence of hydration.
You wish it would rain so your skin could drink even if your soul stays parched

So you cry and lap up the tears- salt and all.

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