Thursday, February 28, 2008
I fear blindness by a flash of light
It isn’t true, not true as it seems and appears
I think something is there
All is quiet
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Give into the chains that surround me
Binding my movement and restricting
Down, down, shattering like broken glass
Made a mess of everything
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Stretching out in dire need
Came a voice of disbelief
It could have very well gone the other way
Broken down, used, forgotten and discarded
Monday, February 18, 2008
Every step seems a step in the wrong direction
With every heavy breath
Everything is in vain
Predestined
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Anxiety rises when you worry
Instincts do take over
Until you know
Don't know much...
Sunday, February 10, 2008
introspective
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Around in circles this mood sends my mind
Trampling forward through awkward time
All that remains is anxiety
And the constant clock-staring wish
The wait isn't over just yet
