stamped// theme
I wrote this while I was in Germany for an exchange program and was missing the United States terribly.
10pm and the patter tap tap keeps me awake
trying to sleep an ocean away from real
july ironicly sends a chilly wind down my back
long sleeves and warm socks take a lot to get used to
not so late at home, the sun still shines
i brought the tears along with the rain
the weather is home. here, not so beautiful
my stream of consciousness is flowing
don't be ignorant- it makes perfect sense
navy blue smeared down from my lids and lashes
black is too harsh for delicate emerald stained glass
almost opaque but not quite so frustrating
shadows of fallen strands of cocoa can't hide
worry lines and imperfected mulitoned porcelion
the more tears, the more imperfetions
the cover up is smeared and discovered
15 minutes of my meaningful attempt
to clear my fuzzy, flowing stream
and heavy weights from my chest
15 minutes just left me dry and barren
tears fallen into words on this paper
10:15 and the patter tap tap puts me to bed