Jan 102010
 

Surrender

When every ounce of fight has gone.

Surrender to the sirens ringing in my head –
Resistance is futile my brain cells are dead.
The dreams that kept me flying have turned to vapor.
Entering the eternal mist –
Staring blankly at the ceiling –
Regret to exist.

Mags Alden, 2009, April 27

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