I look up
     I look down
all I see is the shroud
   of liquid night

  the pills donít help anymore
    the talks donít help anymore

I have to move
  get away from this spot
  this place of torment and shadow

I hear the laughter of life
  just beyond my reach
    and my tears descend
      in soundless echoes
Kirkridge - October 2008
Alta - September 2012
Alta - September 2013

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