By sapphyres_serenade
Date: 2008 Dec 18
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No Longer Myself

When you get asked
if you've slept this week
When the best hours of rest
come after the fights,
the arguments, the lonely nights
when a three hour nap
lets you make it for days
and all you can give is
a smile and a laugh
making it all seem cool
but you know in your mind
that each little fight
leaves a gouge in the soul
hurts its friendly facade
the nicks and the scrapes
and the gouges add up
a flawless soul
more damned than you know
sits all alone in the dark
with a pen and some prose
even with rest, the story's the same
you treasure the time
alone in the dreams
the peace that can come
when time is your friend
the gouges have been filled in
reminder of who you once were
before the fights
and the damage grew
dreams are just that
a quiet escape
a safe place to go
if only for minutes or hours
to feel...
like you're not really you.