this solitude- it builds, it kills
it's so much of who i am
it comforts and consoles me
but wasn't in my plan
it's been my best for so long now
i'm afraid to be without
my loverlaced -my solitude
my tears- my fears- my doubt
inside my solitude- alive and now
stubborness beats and flows
i try i die to leave - this place -
my solitude won't go
so if i leave, to someplace else
my solitude will stay
and with me will not venture
i'll go -alone- away
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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