when you don't think you can make people think any less of you, then do something completely stupid and just want to hide
I'm running
I don't want you to find me
You won't know where I am
Repeated thoughts, utterances
Juggling questions in the thick night air.
Freezeframing
Stop time for me
Take the machine, push buttons
Elicit a response.
No man's land
Approaching like an arrow on zoom
Way out, maze of insidious intent
Shall I go back to the moat of mud,
Dig myself deep into the trenches?
It was too late,
For I could smell but could not see
So could only infer reactions
Repercussions, of downing the unwanted
So now I cannot let you see me
And I disappear into the night
Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-08-30 at 02:19
Tags Fear  Mistakes 
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Carnegies
I'm running
I don't want you to find me
You won't know where I am
Repeated thoughts, utterances
Juggling questions in the thick night air.
Freezeframing
Stop time for me
Take the machine, push buttons
Elicit a response.
No man's land
Approaching like an arrow on zoom
Way out, maze of insidious intent
Shall I go back to the moat of mud,
Dig myself deep into the trenches?
It was too late,
For I could smell but could not see
So could only infer reactions
Repercussions, of downing the unwanted
So now I cannot let you see me
And I disappear into the night
Poetry by Caila Ihle
Read 1087 times
Written on 2006-08-30 at 02:19
Tags Fear  Mistakes 
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