Friday, January 11, 2013


I arise
looking below
at a girl crying
screaming with
an anger
she can not control.
I watch her
as she moves
as she destroys
wondering what
and who
she is
for her soul
is dying.
How can I
tell her to
subside her anger
to live
and not hate
how can I
stop her pain.
I slowly
approach the girl
hand stretched out
to help her
but freeze as
she looks up
at me
as I look
at myself.


  1. reminds me of a dream i had once when in the end it was my face i looked at...which was rather freaky...that you want to help her/help yourself is very warming..smiles.

  2. I have been here before, especially with regards to my anger. sucks.