where are you?
i'm wilting.
i have little patience to begin, and now my mind won't stop.
i want to let you in.
i need to let you in.
pull me out of this darkness.
get under my skin.
i'm waiting, impatiently. i'm willing, with all my thoughts.
where are you?
i'm lost.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I couldn't make it 50 words
I'm too much of a bad thing.
I've never learned to share.
When I tell you that I don't, really all I do is care.
The sun is my rebirth,
I'm happiest in spring.
I stumble back and forth between chaos and serene.
You'll wish you'd always known me,
I'll wish they never did.
My contradictions speak themselves, as only I wish they could.
Take a chance, you're scared, me too.
I've learned to wish for what I never knew.
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