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Monday 21 May 2012

Breaking Point



Worlds colliding
Pulling me apart,
No common ground left.
Always drifting, 
Always searching,
I find no satisfaction 
In any zone.
Fulfillment is non-existent.
Don't know when I've reached a summit
Don't know when to stop.


I don't like complicated.
I'm persistent 
In reaching my goals.
Every goal now seems contradictory,
Every voice seems critical.
Never having cared for approval
In the past,
This feeling, I can't handle.
Tired of fighting
Now hear me scream.

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