Sunday, November 8, 2015

when you are stuck in the groove
and wearing down
the walls to growing higher
when hearing is elusive
and feeling is all too much
when the world demands
and there is nothing left to give
not even to yourself
when there are days like
lived with stars
and days of drift too far away
let my heart be still and calm
to hold what I can near
and keep it safe
not as the storm
but shelter from the volatility
of cold

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