Thursday, March 12, 2009


Ashamed - time sliding by
Like the stars through the sky
Never one to ask why
Questions unspoken
Answers never heard
Lost, sometimes, are the meaning of the words
Thoughts unsaid, meanings assumed
Without communication the relationship is doomed

From day into night
We often lose sight
From light we fade to black
Not unlike our eyes, we are afraid to see
The darkness that looms within

We see glimpses, or take part in instances
where we don't get second chances
Strange enough we do and say things that no one
takes a second glance at

copyright December 9, 2001

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