Tired of me
Not someone else
And all the waiting
Deeply felt
Was only loss
Of time again,
Postponement of
A greater pain
That life relays
As disappointment
In ourselves
And others' gain
Becomes a waking
Slap! to retain
Perspective lost
Forever hoping
For a foothold
On the sloping
Sands of thought.
KDC 11/07
Can I tell you how much i enjoy coming by to read? even though I see such ache in your words, it's so good to be able to connect with you here.
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I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. Only then could I make a change.JDA
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