In The Second Hospital by Scurrd

My hopes are high, My prayers are loud
I’m hoping hard, They will be found
I hate this scent
I hate this room
This silence scares me beyond anything currently in the world
I change my mind
It is only second to losing my loving girl
A girl once
A girl in my mind
I find comfort in the thought of her running far and wide
That four-legged aid
With two neon flavored feet in the front
Lends help with the price of knowing you need him
I wish she didn’t
I wish she was fine
I wish she was herself again
She will be
Repeatedly
This I will only speak
For negativity
Rewards negatively
It’s 10:15
Her show is done
She’s not
She keeps fighting on

Terrie* (66.81.129.145) -- Friday, January 19 2007, 08:26 pm

Sharin' your pain , cain we share your space?
Hi Scurrd, well expressed, we all focus on somethin' to comfort us , i hope all is well, you have many friends here on Dreamers that stand right beside you, we may seem like ghost in time ,but..we cain hear your pleas, hear your heart beat, absorb your fears...we cain hold your hand, extend our arms to give you that long needed embrace, a shoulder to lean on..an ear to listen, most importanrtly we are friends at a distance, whom cain pray with you..we have all been where you are right now, you need not face it alone, one thing about us , we are always close by and very easily found at the click of a mouse..

we are here for you...just allow us into your space...

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