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Monday, July 25, 2011
umbra.
a.
i am sad
but not enough to pull
the right words out
of the air to make
you believe me
when i say i'm
not fine.
b.
i am everything
but happy. i only
wish to know where
you are
when i'm unable
to make it on
my own.
c.
as i watch the tears
of the blackest stars
d r i p, d r i p ,
d r i p
down my windowpane,
i look up to the
same night sky we're under,
wondering if this
is really worth it all.
d.
my mind is (almost) blank,
like a freight train running
through the dead
of the night.
where to?
what for?
who from? nobody knows,
and is there even
an answer?
e.
i am sad
and just maybe enough.
maybe someone (else)
out there might
just see it.
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