Impossible me

by phil   Oct 24, 2013


The impossible me. when you have tired all your able to and still left with answers that confuse you. days that conflict. hours that seem like days. a rush with no reason, a down that wont end. left feeling, well ok. not fixed nor broken, but something is missing. a burning question with no possible answer. looking within is gone, empty gaps that just stay still. a life with the slightest ripple changes everything. a dream i am chasing is long gone. its a fabrication of once who i was. the impossible me

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