Monday, July 25, 2005

Face Wash With No Alco

Sometimes I get the nonsense and I think

'm captain of fresh water. Remo
upstream to reach the sea. I get stuck in every stone, I forgot my course, and even forget who I am. My ship is slowly sinking, but I'm deep into troubled waters. How many times have I thought out to the shore and start again. I

moon.
I'm changing. Sometimes I grow, I sometimes smaller. Sometimes I'm full and splendid, sometimes I'm off and invisible. Today I am looking for new moon a ray of sunshine. I would leave and not return again until it touches the full moon.


'm a girl.
I can not for sadness. I can only hide under the pillow and mourn until someone comes along to save me.


I rock on the dune. A leaf in autumn.

'm an ocean of tears where no one dares to tread.
I am a way of no return.


I'm game.
But there are no villains. There are no wars. There is no victory.


's me.
I'm different, but call me weird. I'm a set of nuances that make me the way I am. But who sees them?. So just who I want to know me, and a list that is so small.


But what good is knowing who I am?
Hello! I'm here! Anybody hear me? Nobody. And although I heard, not to say.
I'm going to my cave.


[ by Me ]
Weep no more, moon. day soon

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