Jul 25, 2006 10:21
It's like spinning in my stomach and fluttering in my chest. My voice is raspy and the words just trickle down my bottom lip. Mumble, mumble. They seem to trip and fall on deaf ears. But it's not like they were ever understood anyways. They just act to get lost along the way but always seem to find out how to come back and bite me in the ass.
It's an endless cycle. But I'm pushing and pushing. Gonna break this circle.
Then it comes back to you and the little things that you said. It chewed up my ear and played with my thoughts. Little? Not so. I latched onto them and stretched them all over the place when all I needed to do was just look. But now that I can see I'm registering a destructed view and how do I put things back together? The pieces. Me and you.
Get your running shoes. Don't forget your stretches. Let's get back on track.
It's gonna be a race for the rest of our lives. It's just knowing what to do and exactly how to survive. Don't fall, let's go. Don't let the others get to you it's how races are lost and feelings are hurt. Pick it up and when you look back you'll just see malignant faces. Traces of where we have been and where everyone else wishes they could be. You and me.