Disturbance in life

by Sericha   Sep 10, 2008


A very disturbing life,
to carry such a big bag of coal.
From growing up still holding a dark entity
pulling my innocence away.

Wanting to hide or run,
but still disturbing my life.
Wondering if someone would run and catch
my disturbance in life.

Such a big barren to carry,
with such pain, and sorrow in a
very sacred life.
I hope to one day wake
up and realize that all is a dreaming
nightmare.

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