We're the same
Contributed by
Ryoko
on
Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 05:49:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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My eyes see a brother soaked in blood,
Your hand holding onto my sleeve,
I cry out red trails of memories,
Remembering we aren’t related
A million holes in my back,
Your eyes always watching me,
Drunken confessions ring in my ears,
“We’re the same” you quote.
Joining hell connected women,
Thought out pressures dig in.
Concentrated depression weighs us down,
Strike two, we’re the same.
Similar escape tattooed on our hearts,
No concept of how or when it will happen,
Only the need imbedded in our heads,
Half way around the base.
Strike three; we’re at the end,
Still tied together by our hands,
Back to back, we’re both smiling.
And I realise, we’re the same
Copyright ©
Ryoko
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2004-10-19 05:49:10] (Date/Time posted on
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