the next step...is up to...
Am I not safe...I don't know any other way to be...I sit here wondering...I think I know what is going on...I think I am traversing safe territory...but then the ground shakes and I'm tiptoeing again hoping to god that I won't be injured...the stars in my world shine for her...are those sparks a figment of my imagination...are they made out of something real...or will they burn out because they are made out of a potion whose main ingredient...is lust...this ones going to hurt...but I'm okay with that...I'm not afraid of pain...nothing can hurt more than the pain I felt losing mark and dad...so I will go on living the way I do...I refuse to go through life allowing the shaky ground to determine my next step...I will step where I feel...not where I think...