the road curves
just the slightest movement
to follow where it leads
but my eyes are glued
to the path straight ahead
my mind wonders to what if
what if
two simple words
one powerful thought
the longing wells up within
my gaze looks past the gaurd rail
the trees seem to beckon
calling me home
opening their arms to me
speaking of endless peace
an escape from the constant torment
the pull is great
and i take a moment
what if
and yet my hand shifts instinctively
following the curve
unwilling to allow me to ponder
the what if that layed straight ahead
this letting of words is my treatment...my salvation. it pulls all the toxins from my mind, body, and soul.
My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog, Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA). ...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet), but postings here will be limited. |
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
0 black hole
Time passes too quickly
i sink further into the black hole
so long have i teetered on its edge
everyday it grows larger and larger
i find myself closer to its center
soon it will suck me in completely
i'm not sure i can hold it off
i sink further into the black hole
so long have i teetered on its edge
everyday it grows larger and larger
i find myself closer to its center
soon it will suck me in completely
i'm not sure i can hold it off
0 perfect hug
if i had known...i would have asked for a hug...if i had only known...i might never have let go...
Thursday, May 20, 2010
0 just a hug...
if i had known, i would have ask for a hug. that's all, just a simple hug. well not simple really, this was a hug that had a way of making things feel like they would be alright. this was a hug that made me feel safe and secure. this was a hug that made my worries melt away. this was a hug that could squeeze the troubles out of me. this was a hug that made me feel whole. no where have i been able to find such a hug but in those arms. if i had known that i would never get the chance to feel the security of those arms around me ever again, i would have stolen one that last chance i had.
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