Present wellbeing
I have tasted the bad things
like an angels ripped off wings
I have walked the hard road
watched myself explode
Always worrying for next thing to come
what's next to become
the next battle to fight
to find the shimmering light
I rip my soul out and hide
for the shadows greedyness
for not to become a mess
I have tasted the middle life
harmonys strife
not the bottom not the top
not the go and not the stop
I felt the insignificantness
scratch my bare back
as I walked on the middle track
I've made it through the hardest storm
living under a blanket to keep me warm
and here I stand
yet on my feet
I have a life to meet
searching for life, the life I lost
the roads I have missed to cross
but I'm taking it back
because I am walking
walking on the right track
Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-07-23 at 00:07
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