Friday, October 13, 2006
I am constantly laying my armour down,
to leave myself brittle and unguarded
and throwing my arms wide to embrace whatever trials and joys the world might offer.
So when my soul curls up within myself
and rocks itself to sleep in some instinctive method of healing,
I tell myself that there will be times I have to reel myself back in,
pack myself carefully and silently back into my box.
i wish we were the only ones moving, running, holding hands,
not letting go, not letting whatever we've stood for,
whatever we've said and done and promised, fall through.
Let's start over,
don't be afraid 'cause I won't keep track
Let's climb to the top
If you won't look down, I won't look back
sorry, i can't go on.
jumbled up inside.
wishful thinking - my nemesis.
'Cause late night roads all look the same
When those city lights just fade away.
posted by sharonk on
2:25 PM
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