Ne'er saw I, never felt,
the sun did more gracefully...
As the wind brushes the branches,
the leaves of the tree fall...
If someone could read my mind,
Oh what sight that would be...
These tattered walls might fall anyday now,
they've been holding this weight for lifetimes...
Times like this I just wanna run away.
Pack my things, ride a bus, don't look back, head...
Take down my dream-catcher and give it away,
for I am now sleeping in Heavenly peace...
Another year passes as your life goes on,
a familiar celebration spent in hands of new...
At first we met, just out for some fun,
Halloween parties, come all but one...
No, i don't have any kids to bond over
no nostalgia, no shared reminiscence...
This is not my life
Not how I pictured it...
10 July 2009
Cordially, I make my bows...
15 April 2009
7:52pm...