Cilene Farrell

Words struggling to escape my lips,
Struggling out from under my fingertips.
My mind and heart stage a battle so real,
Logic strives to make me deny how I feel.
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On the first day of July I gave my heart away,
I trusted you completely, in every word you say.
Nothing prepared me for the rush from deep inside.
Nothing could erase these feelings that I tried to hide.
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Inner turmoil surfacing in
unexpected places while
no one sees the loneliness through
the windows. When
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When will I find a place in my own heart?
A lifetime of wanting to be wanted,
of needing to be needed….
Beginning to see the pattern emerging from
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Tears…
Stupid, useless, messy waste of H2O,
Sickening how they never cease to flow.
In this world of bubbly, plastic cheer
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Drifting, falling into the dreamland,
Images cascading, fulfilling the dream plan.
I reach for you through the window,
slowly realizing the separation is a mirror.
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Questions arise daily.............
Why is the human race failing?
The tears I can no longer suppress,
the greed and corruption gaining all success.
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Insomnia.
the illness struggles to take over,
but with drugs and drops I fight....
peace and sleep will come to me this night.
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A daughter's love begins
with curiosity at the elusive stranger
who leaves at dawn, returns before dusk.....
with kind words and a promise of safety and dreams.
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