My life has been a venture through the woods,
Never finding a way out.
I've just been stuck in the thick of it all.
Surrounded.
The sun and the moon,
They yell instructions.
Ways to escape.
Which paths to take,
what rivers to cross.
But the moon is pulling me one way
And the sun the other.
I am suffocating in the brush.
I can not see from their perspectives.
I know not where I am going,
Only where I am being led.
I rely on two opposing factors.
Only when the sun and the moon
Are enlightened upon the same goal
Will I ever reach freedom.
I shall never escape.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Another Nightmare.
My clothes are wet from the rain.
I'm blinded.
You smell of cologne and cigarettes.
The seats of your cheap car scratch my bare thighs.
My mind sways.
I reach out to steady myself.
My hand rests on the dashboard.
You reach out to cover it with yours.
I can't feel.
I can't breathe.
I look into your eyes.
That's the last thing I remember.
I'm blinded.
You smell of cologne and cigarettes.
The seats of your cheap car scratch my bare thighs.
My mind sways.
I reach out to steady myself.
My hand rests on the dashboard.
You reach out to cover it with yours.
I can't feel.
I can't breathe.
I look into your eyes.
That's the last thing I remember.
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