when sleep brings escape and escape can't be found,
down into the depths of quietness I'm doomed to roam around.
when words are not enough and enough never comes,
down into the depths of muteness there is no sound.
when solace finds no home and home is but a word,
down into the depths of loneliness I'll not be heard.
when two is never one and one is never enough,
down into the depths of mirrors my face is absurd.
when purpose has been lost and lost is the state of 'be,'
down into the depths of darkness I wander, never free.
when all I have within is written but never seen,
down into the depths of nothing.... abysmally me.
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2009-07-01 at 18:28
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