Jun 28, 2008 17:11
what it is...
Solice on Ice~
drifting into my safe place
it's where I love to go
my energy is creative
where otherwise unknown
clutching my fist to save face
razors or shame
I struggle with the obvious
yes he is to blame
Scratches on the surface
my bones scream with relief
you got lucky today
I could numb out the grief
trees die and then revive
branches thriving in the rain
I'd like to be like that
instead of in these chains
where do the years go
as my skin starts to crack
I've lost my identity
as my soul turns to black
she said it best
"no telling what I might find"
while singing to me
a "bliss of another kind"
Its a big, big world
I wonder where we could go
when I wind up with the stars
I'll let you know
so I'll keep to myself
in my little universe
hey you cant complain
at least it's not a hearse
Johnna
June 28, 2008