Thursday, December 06, 2007
Here I'm standing.
In between Yes and No.
Not sure which way to go,
And I'm hurting inside.
I'd do anything,
From begging to stealing,
Just so i won't feel that way again.
Ever.
I want to be happy.
And free.
Away from the pain and the hurt,
The possibility of love can bring.
Love's initial promptings,
Only now can i find the words to describe.
At this moment of quiet stillness,
A period of transition.
Gentle as a breath of air,
Caressing skin long confined.
Subtle as cool water,
Boring holes into rocky faces.
Persuasive as the tide,
With foaming brilliance.
And lastly.
As solemn as a winter's night. Chilling.
I could find love.
Or i could find the lack of it.
Two variables that seduces me with possibilities.
An unbearable weight.
I can hear me tell myself to shut up.
2:35 AM
