Post by Graveyard Goddess on Dec 15, 2005 15:06:53 GMT -5
Solitude
the years made me fragile
floating,
through the air
wandering,
ripping like leaves
To abandon
withered branches
To stand dark,
Gaunt
Naked and cold
When the quality
of instrumental eyes;
walk on past
this shelter of mine
Where a tragedy hides
Dangling.
In the shadow
Hangs a cord
which sways both
back and forth
By the winds
that keep on drifting
Hanging
Like enticement
Which is quiet and alone
So silent
So naked and so cold
when no one’s looking
I will disappear
the years made me fragile
floating,
through the air
wandering,
ripping like leaves
To abandon
withered branches
To stand dark,
Gaunt
Naked and cold
When the quality
of instrumental eyes;
walk on past
this shelter of mine
Where a tragedy hides
Dangling.
In the shadow
Hangs a cord
which sways both
back and forth
By the winds
that keep on drifting
Hanging
Like enticement
Which is quiet and alone
So silent
So naked and so cold
when no one’s looking
I will disappear
