sad

[ceramiclifestyl]

driving away
like the wind when it picks up my soul
and throws it
and I have to find it
search high and low for the truth
because I'm really looking for you

it's been a thorny rose of a time
this time around
but the blood running towards the flower
tells you how it sounds

unlike a weary body falling towards the floor
gravity's strings have been cut
nothing

Comments

[cold_hard_b]

:-D

ps: this is appropriate as you are usually the first one to post a comment when I put silly stuff up...except this poem is actually wicked good

[ceramiclifestyl]

well thanks, it's been a while but I'm sure I'll pick up the pace now that it's back to school.