Thursday, May 19, 2011

The One And Only Dominator



I know that tears taste salty. I felt a perfectly carved hole in my heart.

I need no sleep

I need nothing to eat.

I could just live as if I was thin air passing by a cloud.

I never minded the rain. Barefooted did I dance on the street.

Tell me how to function if not think.

Tell me who to be.

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One morning I woke up with gray hair.

Looking in the mirror, wondering who I am?

Anna:

Stand still. Stand up. Sit down. Go run. Leave. But come back. Hold me. Hit me.

The brain slapped to the ground. My mind was splattered in mud-


If I could just run free?

You may be in search of the light. But I am looking for freedom.

You may be worried about your image, your popularity and own spot light.

But I will be sitting on the nearest swing falling from the sky.

I will be- a kid.

A big kid swinging high.

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