Saturday, July 30, 2011


I must stop this senseless running.
Blind and without any end.
Forever running -
No more.
“Turn around and face your demon!”
The shouting hurts my ears.
So I do. I stop. I turn around.
The silence is deathly. My face pales.
There is no one there.. Nothing.
I am completely alone
This is what I was running from?
Loneliness; my greatest friend?
Oh, But you have always been there.
You come to me on many cold nights,
Even brightened mornings, there you are.
You haunt me.
I must look you in the eye now,
And give you warm welcome.
Come, stay a while.
And then leave, never to return.
Or will you always be there?
Waiting silently in the shadows

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