Sigh
I am so sorry for my absences.
I have nothing to explain them
Nothing you all do not already know...
I am sick of lying.
I am sick of hiding.
I am sick of waiting for bruises to heal
tears to dry
and the time for me to step back into public
so no one will ask questions.
I dont want this life.
I dont want it
But the one thing that I fear,
is that it will soon be as bad as it used to be.
I am back.
Will you take me?
I think you all underestimate how much your comments mean to me.
I have nothing to explain them
Nothing you all do not already know...
I am sick of lying.
I am sick of hiding.
I am sick of waiting for bruises to heal
tears to dry
and the time for me to step back into public
so no one will ask questions.
I dont want this life.
I dont want it
But the one thing that I fear,
is that it will soon be as bad as it used to be.
I am back.
Will you take me?
I think you all underestimate how much your comments mean to me.
6 Comments:
Naughty girl, Ischelle but beautiful writing as always so all is forgiven. tee-hee!
lots of love
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So glad you are back! I missed your words and knowing you were hanging in. Keep fighting, Ishelle. As long as there is breath there is hope.
Hugs,
Sara
ischelle everything will be alright.. i have missed you so much...
Glad to see you're back. You are one of the finest poets I have ever read, and I think you underestimate how much your poems mean to us. :-)
hey....just wanted to say hi!
and yes i do realise the value of comments....
N
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