"once you learn to be strong alone, it changes you.. I don't know if it's good or not" - A dear friend of mine


Strong Alone

I hang my head and cry. He cannot see why, cannot even recognize my tears. So many damn years and we only grew further and further apart. Gone is the man I once fell in love with. Gone is the understanding in his eyes
now
only confusion

"I cannot read you"

I feel myself roaming
searching
for something or someone to connect to, to hold on to

and as each friend turns away after hugging me, returning to their own lives
maybe offering me a thought

only my mum stays behind
holding me
rocking me
as I continue to cry

But even she has her own life
her own job
and cannot spend every day worrying about me (why should she have to?)

So yet again I
tired
feeling the heavy cloud over my mind
reach out for that one Book that helps me breathe
those Words that seem to surround me and help my heart beat
that feeling that raises me up and makes me strong again

enough
to remind me

how much I love life




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Written on 2011-05-30 at 20:10

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