Looking and Searching

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    Looking and Searching

    Sometimes i find myself looking out my window
    Searching for explanations on the past
    I catch a glimps of some and try to figure out what they mean
    I rack my brain until there is a constant joult of pain that feels like someone is hitting me with a hammer
    I cant seem to figure them out
    I stop and give up knowing i cant go on with pain as sharp as this
    I take a break and regain my strength
    I then go back to the same spot to start again
    I realize through all the steam that collected on my eyes during this time that i figured out what they mean
    When i look out that window i see myself twenty years ago
    Being born into this world
    Growing up a different person
    Being able to get along with my siblings 
    And being able to have my family back together in one peice again.







     

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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