Serving Time – Learning along the way
Through the crack in my window, I see the world moving on, even though I am no longer a part of what is going on.
The crack is small, so I can’t see much.
I see more than I feel but it’s never enough.
For years it’s been since even a touch, but I will keep looking through this crack.
I claim to ease my suffering torment and pain.
The storm has come with lightening and rain, for the damage is worse when I’m to blame.
There is somethin in me I let no one see, I keep it hidden inside, it will never be free.
It moves and it crawls between shadows with stealth, it breaks and it tears draining all of my health.
With all my reserve I will hold it at bay, and suffer alone in silence for the rest of my days.
Andrew Shipman
My Thoughts from Inside 
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