Breath only air
Sometimesit's just so hard
to breath
Somehow
I tend to miss
what I never liked
what was never good
I write new words
in my skin
Confusing my veins.
I think about
all the other things
That my throat
isn't burning with relief
my bloud isn't
intoxicated
with anything
and again
the only kicking allowed
is caffein
I feel
only weakness
when I should feel
strength
I feel like I'm falling
even though
I know
deep down
that I'm walking in the right direction
Poetry by kristallkross
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 10:23
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