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Alone

 
What is this heavy weight on my chest
Bearing down on me? Weighing down my soul.
.
I cannot move, I cannot breathe, I want to scream.
I need to suck in deep breaths of air, of life, of love.
.
But I cannot.
.
Immobilized, paralyzed, stilled, until I turn to stone.
No family -- no friends -- no one to listen to my pain.
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Where are you Mom? Why don't you write?
Don't you care? -- Maybe you never did.
.
I don't know.
.
This weight -- homesickness
For a home I never had -- and never will.
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A living death -- my body frozen
My heart in pain -- my thoughts -- silent.
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Unexpressed.

Copyright 2004: Lee Marsh

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