Saturday, 26 January 2013



Sitting alone
In this dark
And desperate time
In this damp
Brick shelter, I refuse to call 'home'.

They offer
Each other, love.
They offer
me, safety.

Somebody, somewhere,
Must understand,
Recognise this relations
Recognise the hurt and pain.

Will I ever get past this
This, inevitable stage,
Is this just a pit stop,
On life's grand race?

What is the use of safety?
Safe from what?
No amount of love
No amount of money
Can keep you safe in this world.

I don't belong here
I seriously doubt, I belong anywhere,
After the usual explosions
The dust settles
Life carries on.

With me, just a spectator
On Life's Grand Race.

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