Mar 18, 2005 00:16
edged blades trimming away,
curving around my face to shed light and shawdows around my eyes.
cutting at my hair giving me a new life. a new identity,
taking on this new personality while waving to the past.
but blindly not looking in front of me. i guess my hair got in my eyes when i ran into that wall.
soft, warm, fleshy brick all around.
eyes mesmirizing me within moments.
you, this very wall were once behind me.
now here you are stoping me again!