Colors of yellow, blue and red
The changing of a rainbow
Residual stains on the carpet;
staining....permanent.
Everything, permanent.
Thinking things will change
Hoping without changing
Standing still yet moving;
Sitting yet sleeping...
When nothing makes sense...
I write.
When I can't feel settled...
I write.
Testing the waters
with backfiring results
Trying to fly
without wings...
Succeeding in life,
Failing at love...
Holding on tight
but losing control...
When nothing makes sense...
I write.
When I can't feel settled...
I write.
Holding water but empty hands
being whole but feeling like half...
When nothing makes sense...
I write.
When I lose control..I...
I hold the pencil...
~grb 2/25/2012
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