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by: Robin Lyons

My hollow soul hangs heavy on my naked frame.
I strike the mirror hard not recognizing the image before me.
This imposter holds my picture yet not my essence.

Who am I? Where have I gone?
Reality is not an attainable goal,
fore I am lost in this cosmic parallel world much like hell.

There is an inner fist around my heart,
squeezing tighter with each breathe I take.
To reach inside and rip it out, everything, till the pain subsides
seems so close to heaven, yet in weakness I am defeated.

Scream, scream louder, scream so loud the universe shakes.
I will make them notice me until they can't stand me anymore-
Then my escape will be open,
         freedom will come...

©2002 Robin Lyons. Reprinted with Permission.

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