"An Old Woman Is Born"
May 18, 2000
Something so original,
Like a year spent on a song,
Is how this yearning comes to call
What every heart should long
And the long trip
This one has taken
Ain't so bruised,
And ain't so shaken-
There's so far to go
Before one can be-
Be with anyone,
Be, be free-
And appearance ain't nothin'
For those free to think,
Reputation is simply
The weakest link-
How useless they remain
In this test called life,
With every question tearing at me
No matter how I fight-
And the ocean of pain
In which floats hope
Is one that drowns all,
Right down to the boat-
What does it mean to go insane?
Is it stripping down to stand in the rain?
Is it crying so much you can't feel the pain?
Is it cutting a slit in a humanly vein?
Shame!~
That we all haved died, tears at me so,
Scares me to show what I'm longing to show-
But once again, this creep must go
And once again, be born a foe.
Adrienne E Helms
nothingfancy@juno.com
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