A virtual notebook; displaying my ramblings from the void within me. Far too long have they been buried under a retched desklamp. Hidden in the bottom drawer like a naughty magazine. Silently screaming at me as the years go by. Wanting to be set free. Will I ever be free?
Friday, March 7, 2008
I Sit Here Frozen
I sit wonderering what will tomorrow bring. I have these doubts. These unreachable dreams. I feel doom aproach to take away my happiness. I am frozen in a silent scream locked inside my dreams. No one knows I come here. No one is aware. Aware of what I have become or am yet still becoming. They just look and stare. Unaware. My wings are brittle and broken. They do not catch the air. I drown upon my own tears. If only my tears were there. I feel so empty and lonely. Lonely as can be. Screaming in the crowded streets where no one looks at me. Why do I feel so frozen? So emotionless... Searching for that key that will unlock all of this.
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