Navigating Solutions and Darkness

The night rushes past  Unconcern/ Filling every breath  Of wind/ In my hair  These familiar roads  Dark and silent/ masking  What I fear the most  These shops loom tall/ Shadows  Of memory lengthened/ Many miles  Behind them lying/ These posts could tell Tales of what I seek/ And wish  Never to find/ I choose  Not to ask/ I cringe  Before the wind/ I hide  And close my eyes/ I pray  They will never find me again  This city has been burned to ashes  In my mind/ This city died  But I have no home  Left to go/ Have nowhere  To turn to now/ I must  Snoop/ And pray I'm hidden  Must shy/ Away  From joy unbidden  On that road lies pain unfolded/ Pain  Untold in a thousand knives/ Pain  Unending in a million lives 

Written December 24th, 2008. A friend's abusive boyfriend got into her account and pretended to be her, calling our friendship off. Obviously, he didn't relish the fact that he'd been called abusive. This was my immediate response - she messaged the next day to clear things up. She and I continue to be best friends, and that abusive piece of shit has long since become history.  It's good to be reminded that we do win the occasional important battle.  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How do you handle the ultimate betrayal? I can still not believe that the words I read just five minutes ago were for real. Not a hoax. Not a joke. What happened? Oh, nothing much. Getting serious, do u think it physically possible for a part of your soul to turn against the other and wound it so deeply that u feel crippled, physically and emotionally? That's what just happened. Oh dear. I for...