Sunday, 30 January 2011

Broken Coloured Glasses (Nina.S 11/95)

Broken coloured glasses,
I cannot look ahead,
I am too scared.
In case I am filled with excitement,
But then fall down again.
The crevasses created within me,
From the past are flooded with tears.

My emotions held in so tight,
I cannot bare to release them.
I cannot risk it.
I gave up myself for my loved ones,
My soul is all I have left.
What is true?
I don't know anything anymore.

My loved ones pulled me apart,
What do I have now?
Who can I trust?
I am sinking deeper and deeper.
So help me God,
I just want to be.

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