Today's realizations:
For every three steps I take forward,
I stumble one step back.
Slowly, but unsurely,
I fight my way towards freedom.
Yet, the circles never end.
I walk on with my head held high,
Only to come across a brick wall.
A wall of remembrance;
Remembering a slight touch, a soul-searching look, a stolen kiss.
This is what holds me back.
I realize a painful need engulfs me.
I want to call out in desparation,
but my voice resonates silence
and only continues to go unheard.
Or maybe it's just ignored.
Monday, December 17, 2001
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