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naked
aching, waiting, wanting, needing.
help me.
Please.
my weakness, finally admitted,
has exposed the hidden inner sanctum of my soul.
that which is most desired,
is that which is most out of reach.
my strength, depleted,
my spirit, exhausted,
my whispered scream for help
fades into the distance.
can you hear me?
lily, been there. I can feel it. You caught it exactly.. . good , very very good
I think your words are very powerful... and not easy to say. I hope you will feel peace inside again, soon.
A truly awesome poem lily that struck at the core of my being. I hear you and despite your feeling of weakness are one of the strongest people I know.