Internal Warfare

Frostbitten fingers tap numbly at keys

Whispers of winter beginning to tease.

Tired eyes trace letters across a glowed screen

Brain shifting often between waking and dream.



Impossible girl with untouchable eyes

My minds screaming madly "Don't even try"

But my heart stumbles blindly and thoughtlessly on

Unable to recall itself the times that love went wrong



Caught somewhere between the pain of old

And a happiness not felt in years

I do battle with my self inside

Weighing scars again the tears



This war will wage no end in sight

Tearing peices from my soul

Until a subtle hint from you

Will break me or make me whole.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Lace is such a dangerous thing...

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