Observational Diary
trapped in that body sealed for personal usesapped of all individuality
removed from reality
hiding from the truth
a bargain on a shelf
stripped bare of all self
removed and damaged
goods
trash upon the heap
no longer much left to keep
just a lonely soul inside
grains of sand shift and cry
dripping dirt puddles for tears
all those unhappy years
still remain leaking, creeping
tormenting spirit of what's in it
just dust in the wind, feathers
from a dove, a world without love
crashing into desolation
a removing of isolation
rising beyond expectation
into a new destination
free of all insanity's pollution
searching for a satisfactory solution
for herself
Kathy Lockhart
10/10/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 00:38
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