Backwards into the night
Backwards into the things of the past that made you smile,
And weep, and yet sing with WORTH.
That moment when you wish for the laughter and rage and lovely little pieces
Whether broken or whole that turned you into a being of many colors...
Instead of staring into a void
A void of unanswerable questions and a greynness that creeps into your veins and makes the blue birds In the sky cry because they cannot sing
And they cannot see the smiles on your faces anymore...
The void you wish to fall out of but are stuck in
The thresh-hold of hue's not colors
The world of ambiguity and insecurity
And then you wish for that falling backwards into love in to health into life
But those walls have been broken down
And you're not falling now
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