Feb 11, 2005 11:59
I don't believe that "hecticness" is a word but I'm using it anyway! I feel so overwhelmed;I'm drowning, and the people I would normally rely on to save me, are the ones pushing me under even further. I feel as if I only have a little bit of my last saved breath left...time is running out...
A crimson rose, once full and red
Full of bloom but now asleep
Has now laid down it's weary head
Onto the moist and sodden earth
Waiting, waiting to fade away.
Once it's luster crowned the bed
Where this royal flower did lie
But now it's laid it's weary head,
Knowing it will be forgotten
waiting, waiting, to die.
Somday soon a new flower will bloom
The faded rose will pass from all minds.
But underneath the shimmering moon
Beneath the moist and sodden earth
It's silver tears will surface then
Knowing it has finally died.