Saturday, July 3, 2010

the pain of failure

I wish you were here to comfort me, to hold me.  I wish I could feel your protective arms wrapped around my fragile body--speaking silently--telling me that it will all be ok, that it will all work out, that we try as hard as we can--today and everyday--and just let destiny take its course.  I wish you were here to calm my mind, to give me peace, and bring harmony to my soul.









I want nothing more than for you to catch me when I fall.

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