Thursday, December 31, 2009

Xanax + Sad Music = Time to Write Some Poetry

Hard exterior starts cracking
to reveal a vulnerability
That has been deeply hidden
Under the folds of my heart

Not sure what direction I'm flying
Everything now flashes in a blur
Passing by and all around me
Never stopping for a second

Need to catch my breath
Need to slow down
But I keep on going
Spinning Faster and Faster

Can't keep up with the feelings
Creeping up and pushed back down
But the more they are ignored
The angrier they become

The cracks become deeper
to reveal something raw inside
Both Beautiful and Ugly
Fighting to the surface

Wanting to get out

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