Wednesday, December 30, 2009

When my insecurities take their hold
The state of not knowing or defining
becomes fear that I am not enough
for the world to know;
That my desire to shout from the climax
of the peak will never be fufilled,
and instead I will find myself in a subterranean
marine cavern
My mouth opening to shout my being
and instead muffled by the fetid water
of not knowing if to speak is to sentance myself
to never.

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