Thinner Ground

Teasing terrors fray the broken
Heart of my promised dreams
The difference of a fantasy
Between bitter reality it seems
Safety cannot be found in others
Imperfect unaware expectations
Love cannot be wished for
Either freely given or push it away
Gasping on thin air
Trembling uneven thinner ground
Quaking passionate hopes
Dashed to shards with fears
Scavenging through the bitter
Dark corridors of a ravaged mind
Terrified of what I’ll find
Learning how to break free
Caged in my jail cell canyons
Splintered shards razor sharp memory
Built from many years of violence
Discovery of value in my self-worth
C. Lin Rawlins June 22, 2019

					

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