Rafter Sancuary

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By Invisible Poet

In my mind i stand upon the chair of life the rope held tight to every strand finally i surrender to this strife The chair creaks as i shift the legs chip away my mind begins to fall towards the rift my body is left to sway i chopped the legs off the chair keeping me alive at my feelings no one does more than scoff for acceptance i no longer strive the rafters easily support my weight the rope tightens with every breath i only cause pain when i am late hopefully i will find peace in death

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November 24, 2009 00:26suzieQ

wow... this is really insightful. this has to be my favorite poem of yours so far. im impressed :)