Friday, August 10, 2012

Losing something you never had

In life there is suffering, I know.
I've found this pain following me,
Making it harder and harder to see.
I want to say I've been raised to deal
With the pain I frequently taste
And then lose without a trace.
Did I really have the item I seek?
Does it really matter
That the mirror continues to shatter?
I don't know what to make
Of such a painful past that bent
Two people who struggled without a parent.

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