Wednesday, September 5, 2012

There Is...

There is a knot in my throat
That makes it impossible to breathe.

There is a hole in my heart
Which makes it difficult to live.

There is a loss for words
That makes it hard to articulate.

There is a sorrow
That pools itself in my dreams.

There is a nagging doubt
Which I brush aside.

There is a desire to trudge on
That surpasses the pain.

There is a fortunate smile
Which passes my lips.

There is a sense of peace
That accompanies the hurt.

There is a need to carry on
Which nags at me.

There is a life that's waiting to be lived
That begs for my attention.

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