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by Indian Comma Bean Jun 23, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Surrounded by a nightmare, In the shadow I am content. Yet fleeting thoughts of fear Dance upon glass bridges - Waiting to crack... Searching my deserted soul, In the torrent I am lost. Yet the sun remains above Like the warmth of those beloved - Waiting to be doused... I am the tiger behind the fronds, Hungry, yet patient; I will feast. Yet these eyes still shed The tears of those who hide - Waiting to die...