Saturday, July 30, 2011

What Will It Take?

The turn in my stomach
The weight on my chest,
The pain in my shoulder 
And the intensity in my neck.
My mind weighs heavy on me tonight
Always trying to do what is right.
Trying to feel good about each decision
Always attempting everything
With the intention that it won't be regretted.
My focus is lost;
My spirit is hibernating;
My smile is transparent
And my eyes seem fogged. 
Can't see what's in front of me;
Can't dream what sensualizes me
It's like I'm losing myself...
Mourning who I was..
Dieing to move forward.

grb 7/30/2011

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