Tuesday, August 21, 2007
My head is spinning.
My thoughts are racing.
I'm hurting within,
My insides are ripping.
Days go by
and happiness is closer.
But it stays a far;
To afraid to get close.
I reach out and pull it in.
I push and stove my darkness away.
Hoping if it gets far away
I can hold my happiness again.
And never let it go
-anne rogers-
8:59 PM