Dec 16, 2009 15:59
Breathe in, breathe out
Reach for the thousand voices
That are telling me to stop
I'm a falling column
Wrapped up in your smile
You're everywhere
And no where all at once
I'd rather believe you don't exist
As you're busy counting grains of sand
Look at yourself in my mirror
And you'll never look elsewhere
I wait to see your face
I wait to hear your voice
The world is spinning around me
Issuing black words of warning