May 21, 2005 09:30
i'm gonna follow the road
and let the scenery sweeping by
easily enter my body....
wildfire
that i created
i can now let rest
forgotten nights
left in some dark corner of the mind
slip away
along with the recollection
of all those negative feelings.
you are so perfect
when you sit tall
on your pedastool
i won't knock it down
just let it sit
sway
go quietly away
screaming for recognition
lost words
creating empty phrases
leading me through
different phases.
my insatiable heart
is resilient to breaking
but it first took
years of fixing.
words at work.
i want to climb inside.