luni, 9 decembrie 2013

Frozen soles

the sun is drenched in mist
this morning
and my legs are stiff with time
spent in the dark

my lives are fractured pieces
spread between
those I love,those I loathe and
those that are gone

I'm always fascinatingly angry
on a Monday-
do "new beginnings" feel like an end
all of a sudden?

chunks or the crowd
elude me
in a twisted sort of dance

the moon is a hidden,broken
but I'm too poor to rob
the stars

I am because I breathe

2 comentarii:

Ada spunea...

I adore this oh my

Adriana spunea...

Bless your soul,honey! >:D<