Saturday, November 5, 2011

tired

of being alone and yet surrounded by so many.  it is overwhelming to see smiling faces shine back in the mirror at you when you know that the real deal is a broken heart and a worn spirit. it is cumbersome to wade day after day through the mire that is life.  sometimes the desire to stop wading is great and the request to be done is made.  and then something makes you decide that really it isn't worth it to end the march.  something makes you want to continue on in the place that includes others.  but still you are tired.

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