Enslaved

By wildflowers · Jul 6, 2009 ·
  1. At night I sit alone and watch the shadows dance around
    I hold my breath and listen, yet silence is the only sound
    I reach for some comfort yet feel no embrace
    I am tired of the emptiness and loneliness of this place
    I can feel no more hurt because I have learned to live with my pain
    I often wonder how I survive and continue to stay sane
    I have hurt so deeply and cried too many tears
    I have been emlpty and broken for so many years
    I am tired of pretending that I am fine and all is okay
    I am tired of hiding behind this mask I wear everday
    I have drifted so far and can no longer be saved
    These feelings hold me captive and to them I am enslaved

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