Because my pen ran out of ink.............

[makemyself421]

Today I felt this breeze
sultry
the pangs of cold stung my face
beautifal stinging wonderful

I flew so fast that it all turned a blur
the tears froze on my face
I ran so far
I was scared by some terrible vision of you

To see the dust kick up
to see the door close
to hear your car start
to see you drive away

this is my vision
Divinity's sarcastic idea of karma
For all my good, would you ever come to my arms
no, my negative far outways the positive

Especially for you