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i found a pen!

Monday, August 11, 2003

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i've found u again.. descending from your eagles nest.. a solitary soul u are.. flying circles in the endless ether of your mind..looking for a way out.. angry that i am not there.. happy that i'm near.. and sad that i'm not.. waiting for perfection to set you free

..marching up the mountain.. my feet moving to the beat of life.. guided by the currents of my soul.. perhaps foolishly, perhaps to stay alive..climbing.. bleeding.. slipping, spinning, flying, and crashing to the top in a frenzied funnel of heat.. melting the snow caps.. warming the air.. drenching your nest.. bringing a blinding explosion of fog....... the fog of war....... there we are.. facing off.. firing missles of misunderstanding..stabbing with our fingers.. calling out, trying to find our way.. getting lost.. hearing but not seeing.. losing hope.. doubting that we were ever there.. trying to cover it up.. realizing what we already know

..over and over again.. realizing we are our own enemies.. teasing fate with your feathers, wishing for the impossible.... i dont want to go back down.. we cannot escape the gravity of our minds..

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