Quarter Crisis

About a very blunt and honest 24 year old female restarting her life and discovering who she is.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

A Stranger's Light

A stranger with a fuzzy face
Smeared my final dreams
They fell like ashes to the ground
Where they were promptly stumped

The candle of hope
A beaker of lies spilled over my shame
The forces collided into the truth
Windless sails stopped abruptly

Last night shoved into the light
The dark corner of despair maneuvered
By a skilled hand light flashed on my deepest
Hopes and just like cockroaches they vanished in the light

The effort that was needed
A position held were never apprehended
All that was desired was the forthright title
And a embrace for your heart and affections

Specks of truth shined thru like glimmers of glitter
Brushed away by a careless hand and the unyielding
Optimism for a fairy tale ending
For a aspiration of esteem yet the price too high to pay

Fighting against a small doubt
A seed was planted against the odds
The road travelled parallel to imaginary
Doubting eyes curved inward

Tight grips of deep hunger falling short
Of passion a love resigned to comfort and
Familiarity yet yearning absolute obsession

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