_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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I sit here bruised & broken down
The world's words have the impact
Of a deathly car crash
Ready to knock me down
Fear grows as a drive through life
Rolling by each day; avoiding all collisions
& under your wings I see what could be home
Afraid to slip into your side of brightness
Fear holds back the vitality I once had
Misplaced trust & bruises & bumps
Has left me to be what I am today
& if I could find the right words to say
In the midst of my internal chaos
I would speak them loud & clear
& crash my car & crawl into your arms
Where the day looks so bright
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