Sunday, 21 February 2010

In your arms I am alone

Whispers ignored by shouts,
Into the depths I plunge,
but my anchor is you.
You hold me down
and you drown me,
I cannot escape your grip;
I cannot win this race.
Endless defeat - what is my purpose?
You, you, you
are always on my mind -
white noise disturbing thoughts.
Sanity interrupted by static.
Silence.

But I cannot live without you.

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