By optimistic_pessimist85
Date: 9 August 2000
Interpretation
WHAT IS THIS???
This is my only real, my one reality.
This is truth, not false supposition.
Alone on my own battle grounds,
I search for an alie, amongst the dead.
But the memories are apparitions,
not to be called upon for strength.
When everything is torn away from me by an unseen hand,
I am not afraid, I will not be hurt...
because when this is reduced to dangerous shards and rubble,
I stand in bare feet, unaware of pain that does exist..
but is not felt.
And when all the pain, and feelings are blown away by time,
And I have refused to crawl out on my knees,
And the old battles and conflicts are rekindled,
And have once again been won,
I know that the unseen hand will lose,..because it is only a hand,..
And left standing is me, intact, though worn by time and experience...
My whole being.
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