yes i know i have repeatedly posted this poem of mine lot, but I haven't posted it in this blog yet and its really the theme of my life right now..i wrote it for a stranger...
salt
to a stranger...
Sitting here,
Im listening
it's my friend’s voice,
she’s telling me a story,
recounting a moment
so void of caring
and the tears start to fall.
I’m choked up,
face clenched into a fisted heart
I push hard to keep my eyes shut
but through the cracks they come pounding,
flooding, damn (these)walls,
and i think to myself,
stranger your story has touched me,
I wish my tears could reach you
so that you could taste the caring
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