So we ran to our cars in the middle of the rain,
with winds so powerful you'd think we'd fly away,
laughing as we shriekied in cold,
these things wouldn't happen to another bunch.
Haven't got a clue of what got us together,
but I know for sure now there's no getting out,
they know every story,
my soul sisters, my confidants,
the ones that stick with me through ups and downs.
Blog your heart out. Posting poems, quotes, stories and general ramblings. A say as you feel blog. This is where I unwind.
February 26, 2014
February 22, 2014
the modern warrior
And you never knew how to separate,
kept the weight of the world on your shoulders,
and it did no good to you or to them,
but you thought it was right,
and nobody thanked you at the end of the night,
no one patted your back to tell you it was fine,
but you kept on going,
a warrior of the modern times,
you didn't just worry,
you made plans.
February 7, 2014
the dreamer
She had more dreams than realities,
loved to make them up,
she kept her eyes closed,
and she dreamt often and fast and wild,
all she could, all at once.
loved to make them up,
she kept her eyes closed,
and she dreamt often and fast and wild,
all she could, all at once.
01/11/14
Saturday afternoon,
after long days of missing each other,
the lovers reunited,
let this day be marked in their personal history,
as the day they stopped missing each other,
the day they found each other in new ways.
the boat
The boat wrecked,
we are left in open waters,
it's every man for himself,
I can't save you,
it starts sinking in,
I can't save myself either.
The immensity drowns our thoughts,
once the mind is quiet,
we'll stay afloat,
and I wish someone had told me before,
that this is how it all goes.
we are left in open waters,
it's every man for himself,
I can't save you,
it starts sinking in,
I can't save myself either.
The immensity drowns our thoughts,
once the mind is quiet,
we'll stay afloat,
and I wish someone had told me before,
that this is how it all goes.
the one who was found
Finally I'm back to myself,
but then again, I was never truly lost,
but then again, I was never truly lost,
the world was never notified,
I was perfectly put.
It seemed that way,
I was good at pretending.
It seemed that way,
I was good at pretending.
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