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STRONG

You filled my waking hours
Crept back in while a slept
Words of you streamed from me
Like a secret poorly kept
Tales of you were born on my lips
As memories made me speak
Not many people can break me
But you, you made me weak
You took something that was whole
Smashed it, but left a tiny shard
One that reflects me, but is not me
And you did it with disregard
Of what your words could do to me
Conjure the blackest night
And leave me searching desperately
For some hope, a ray of light
While I was searching all around
Stumbling blindly through the haze
I stopped, and looked inside myself
And a wonderous thing met my gaze
The hope I had been searching for
Was inside me all along
You might think you made me weak
But I know you made me strong
For now I’m not afraid
To walk my path alone
At least now when I look down this road
I know it is my own

What I am afraid of

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The Abyss

One moment, I am there, solid and in plain sight
The next, I am gone, untouchable and invisible
It is not magic, rather the way of life
The inevitable end to a flawed beginning
Once, I was standing, upright by force of will
But now I am floating, with no direction
What was before is but a memory
As bleak and black as the nothingness that engulfs me
What is ahead of me does not exist
Only this moment, a fleeting moment that never ends
Time is just a concept, not judged in the abyss
The silence is so complete, so intense that it is deafening
So that I don’t remember if I can hear
The darkness presses on what must be my eyes
So that I cannot see through the black
I wonder if there are others, crying out with an inaudible voice like me
Searching with eyes that cannot see, listening with ears that will not hear, reaching with an ungraspable hand
All I have is a heart to feel and thoughts that burn ferociously
And I know, that could I see, I would burn, I would shine
Could I hear, I would hear the cry of every unsung voice
Could I speak, my voice would rock and shatter this hell to which I am confined


One moment, I am gone, lost into the abyss of my fear
The next, I have returned, taking substance from the nothingness
Not just a flawed beginning, but a new beginning.