joi, 30 iunie 2011

And I try so hard... become someone that I end up being nobody.

this selfish rain keeps 
taking away
my decomposing colours
I can't do anything about it.

too paralyzed,too scared
of the unknown,
prone to colds and everlasting fantasies.

"runaway train" is on repeat,
I've spilled coffee all over my tongue
but I can't get my brain to welcome
this morning with a warm

I think my calendar fell asleep-
it's autumn,not the edge of summer,
judging by all these dripping 

yesterday's shadow is still
on the carpet.

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