i'm sorry. beneath your callouses and scars, your stories and your silence, you are merely a man. the reasons i fear you grow more and more plentiful by the day. we are too alike. you explain the reasons you remain trapped and i am both grateful and abhorrent of these facts. you, my equal, are one of the very few that i continue to bleed for in hopes to mean something. i am too foolish. you sing whereas i shriek, pounding away at the walls. i pace in an empty room, looking for a spark. even with all my musing, i can only return to simple truth. you are too lonely. ... and i cannot help you any more than the sparrow can trust a crow.
nice! i think i can actually make this into a song!
I love the abstract component to this and the strong imagery it creates. Beautiful work! :-)
It speaks to me, here in the middle of the night.
thanx for sharing