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By soulwolf Date: 2003 Jan 08 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.08.03.24.4006]] |
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sick cycles roll through my life a blunt repetition of thoughts of worries fears and love. I never meant to judge to accuse or to hurt. It was an attempt to free us from the globe that I had trapped us inside as it tumbles relentlessly down a never ending slope. a few bruises are gained as we fall together, we drift apart, but free from the neverending revolutions. what happens now? you turn to go your way, as I search for mine, hoping one day that our ways may be in the same direction and we can walk together. the globe follows me, taunting me to get back in. I want to. it's familiar, predictable, never failing to leave me feeling the way I know I will, hurt. still, I strive for the top of the hill, now ages away, because I know someone waits for me there and I'm desperate to know if it's you. |