by Zetta Yale   Jun 24, 2006

Lost in time and space.
Alone and betrayed by your own heart.
Does true love exist?
Is my feelings myth or reality.
I know you love another
your eyes tell me so
and my mind is gone again.
I drift in an endless paradox of love and hate.
that mingles and separates in the blink of an eye.
hope never enters for a glimpse of the truth,
sends me back,
in to the endless vortex in my shattered mind.
Rays of light extend into the fog showing nothing but Grey,
dull stone,
in this personal prison of pain.


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