Without tears,
there is no love.
I have had the ladder,
and I run in the woods for the former.
Bare feet cut in flight.
I run as if possesed.
I do not seek profections,
I cannot return in.
I am a broken doll.
trees rip and claw.
White skin bleeds.
Still i run in the darkness.
calling out a name I never heard.
the wilderness goes on forever.
My heart is searching and running at the same time.
I am scared.
I am lost.
But more then those I am alone.
Wind blows hallow through my hair.
Standing still in a center place.
I am surrounded by animals.
Some as peaceful as a deer,
Other bare teeth and snarl.
To do my harm.
Hands reach for my ears as I slowly crouch.
I SCREAM.
And with the force of my hurt,
the world around me shatters.
The pieces become the stars.
And I am floating in blissful nothing.
I am protected from heart ache.
because I am nothing.
