My ramblings....

A Draft From May

My hands and my feet get cold
There is no way to explain it
But they say the blood rushes away
Into my maternal belly

So when the air stays the same
And I become a frozen lady
Even through the icicles and dark
I carry my unborn baby

Well I strongly feel that I am a miscommunication
And someone along the way forgot to put me back
So I turn on all the switches
To light up all my contours
My scars and all my imperfections
It seems they've always been there

When I lie in the silent night
And the only sign of life
Is the beat in my ears
And the traffic in my veins

posted by Unknown @ 2:00 PM