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Rescuer

By theopiumfairy

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Trapped beneath my own skin, wanting to get out, not wanting to give up the fight, needing someone's help. Forever fighting a battle, that I can never win, not wanting to end it, but only to start again. Everything is changing, forever twisting roads. Will I ever find the one, that will guide me home? Peace and triumph will never find their way to me only hate and misery, never letting me be free. Sun under the clouds wanting to come out, wanting to be free like me, wanting to get out. An overwealming darkness is just above my head, holding me back, making me feel dead. Then someone reaches out a hand, a hand to pull me out. I am no longer held back. I'm free without a doubt. Written May 14th, 2000 © on Feb 17 2002 12:57 PM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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