a weakened night
light glowing from the highest height of a window
shining like ice- cold and
glistening black on the winter roads
she walks the streets
tied up in her own wonderings
trapped in the box of her mind
eyes fixated on the ground
that lays at the tips of her toes.
tangled thoughts make thinking knots
in her minds eye
words blaocked and unformed
laying limply on her tongue
unable to move through her lips
her conflict simple
she is caught with no room
no room to breathe
and she cant see hope
she wants to see
tries to see
but seeing isnt easy when its all gone black
with every step this light grows brighter
and her mind is unbelted
she cant stop wondering why.
but still
she stops and listens to the light.
10:57 pm - Monday, Sept. 16, 2002
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