Friday, April 23, 2010

empty jar

what form of broken is not worth replacing
how many signs does it take to see
how many ways can i run away from me

when does the notion that something's not right
the restless days and the sleepless nights
inform the mind to find salvation

empty jar without a purpose
questioning its maker
just like all the other jars
wanting to fill its insides

how many tries does it take it succeed
at what point do you let the wind steal your dreams
so you can live realistically

when the torment seeps into your soul
breaking you up til you're no longer whole
who do you know that won't run away

empty jar without a name
hiding feelings it can't contain
even in the empty space
a pit of sorrow and shame

what do you do when the nightmares come
when you can't explain the sinking feeling
that has your whole heart reeling

who do you find that won't condemn
then how you know what to say to them
when you've forgotten how to speak

empty jar fell of the shelf
cracked in pieces, many shards
should have been like other jars
content with being empty

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