confined spaces squeezing the breath out of you

combined misconstrued thoughts evolving into a life of it's own


then the silence of not speaking the truth while you were here

living with another who you could not speak the truth

where were those thoughts...how come your voice choked uttering not what you felt


me trying to live in the present moment
but running without seeing where it led
blindness

thoughts arose and shared with another who could not change them
confusion for all

boxed in
trapped
confined


struggling to burst out
a breakthrough is just a word or words away
but too confined to express it

struggling
fighting
wrestling with thoughts that should have been spoken to one
but instead your silence left you confined...a trapped soul

turning away and leaving on a train...a train of thoughts with no track
a wreck no doubt

06/07/2004

Posted on 01/27/2005
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