Sep 18, 1997

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Internal Freeze (9/18/1997)

I am cold, so cold.
I can’t erase the song which keeps
Playing in my head.
His face flashes in my mind,
And it is gone nearly as quickly
As it came.
Through my stomache I feel
The tension of tomorrow…
I cry for what I see.
Today is only another wrinkle in time,
Yet the “they” seem to worry
Like the world will never end.
I try to weep into my pillow, but
I cannot find the tears.
Pain is screaming out through my ears,
And the rest of the world
Chooses not to hear it.
Am I the only one who sees
Just how much more the world could be?

 

The day is as They left it, and I
Still have lost the tears, the picture,
And the hope for what to come.
I shiver from the pain within, and
I am cold, so cold.

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