stitch by stitch

Mar 08, 2007 22:06

i'm seperate from myself
a door has closed
yet i'm no longer on the floor

i made a decision
picked myself up
extracted the wrong

here i am a part of me
you always said was you

it was always me.

i see all of the parts of me
the sketches of my life
ribbed in wrong
etched in ill-mannered decisions

all i need is a clean execution
snip me here
sew me there
a notion of perfection
pretty little package seeking bliss

again?
again?
again?

i have no talent for sewing the pieces together

and its never too late.
its never too late
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