Circadian Creation: String 5.22.06
And multitudes disappear
Tied up in strings
Of their past and dreams lost
They cry in the shadows, Hiding
their tears from the masses.
Bellies up against the wall, They
abandon the sunshine for the dark
depths of despair
And no one sees the stains
on their flesh; Or the streaks in their eyes
And they seamlessly melt into the core
Of us all.
-By me so don't steal
posted by Kyra @ 9:59 AM
2 comments
2 Comments:
Too often we tend to think how great other people's lives are, never really knowing what goes on behind the facade.
"...And they seamlessly melt into the core
Of us all."
Beautiful ilustration of how we all tend to think the same....and how we really all are *somehow* one and the same (in this respect)....
Thanks for stopping by my blog!
Yes, beautiful words. I love the imagery - "bellies up against the wall" - wonderful!
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