Motioning Forward

by Tasha   Mar 1, 2006


Her problems are far to great to stop.
She is to far in that she can not be helped.
Taken in by fear and pain.
No longer fighting for the choice.
Surrounded by the consuming darkness.
She throws herself to the fire.
Wandering till the end of time wraps around.
Blind to the ones that pass by noticing.
Not hesitating to walk beyond the warnings.
For she is now life less in mind.
The words that are spoken do not reach her.
As she stumbles on until she has disappeared. -

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