Tuesday, October 9, 2012

The Unknown

My hands are too small,
My heart is too big
and in between them
is a mind that refuses to quiet
With open eyes and closed mouth
I stand at the doorway of a place I do not know
There is no hand holding mine this time
No shoulder for my tears
This time, it is only up to me and chance
No going back, no matter how much I want to
Press down, one foot and then the other
See the world as a new place, strange and familiar
But never the same again.

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