I slept today with the world inside my brain
Shame, guilt, fear, and pain were making cameos
How many years will I have to live with my
Present Past?
I must learn to let go
I must learn to scream
I must learn to cry out
I must learn to give in and out.
So many words seek me out
To use them for a life not yet born
To shook and foil, the slivery pedestal
To climb the vines of repressive thoughts.
Copyright 2011 Alain Gracio
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