what...
Something breaking inside of my chestThat's cliche
I wonder what's in there
Inside of my chest
Sometimes, when examined
I find it quite hollow
Sometimes deeply bruised, wounded through and through
Often full, pulsing with life
The veins coursing red and thick and alive
Sometimes there is a bouquet
The scent of love
This is all so redundant
I'm trying to tell the truth
Something is breaking inside of my chest
I can hear the echo
From side to side
Here:
I'm a girl
Reflective eyes
Lantern smile
Lit inside
I fall short
All the time
But I strive
Oh I strive
I feel raw in my soul
I need depth to everything
Impassioned, and contagious
Delirious and outrageous
I will cry
Shout
Dance
Sigh
I feel something breaking inside
Leaves..tea...pretty things....
God...almighty power...the universe and all its beings
I'm a pinprick in eternity
I'd like to spend eternity with you
What am I now? What have I become?
I'm scraping for words off the bottoms of shoes
Are you in me? Am I living?
Am I realizing the worth?
Is this raw reality and deep imagery
Simply the reflections of all you have for me?
I don't know who I am
Am I living at all?
Where are you? Am I cut lose
I need you
You know that
1 Comments:
I thought I'd read one your blogs before going to bed and I'm very glad I did. Thank You for your words Alex.
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