Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Window thru Her Soul to My Past

you always find someone
even if just someone
who is you
at least the you 
you used to know
someone talks like you
writes like you
breaks like you
and makes you ache like you used to
someone still trapped behind the walls you made so comfortable
someone wanting
someone barely breathing
someone with scary dreams that keep them running
and make their muscles ache
someone with cold eyes
and colder hands
lacking strength to break
break free
break through
break out and be alive
someone who makes you feel lonely
lonely like the times you thought no one could understand
no one would understand
or no one would care enough to try
someone who takes you back
to places you left
places you forgot
places that another life long ago held you down
and kept you lost
a place you never wanted to be again
but someone brings you back there because 
someone needs a friend
someone needs a victor who can pull them to safety
someone needs a saviour who wont broadcast their rescuing
someone needs a silent avenger to slay their demons
someone is trapped
slipping
waiting
waiting for that release
for the blackness to set it
and you know this because youve been through this
and someone knows this too
so someone reaches out to you

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