Friday, 1 November 2013

Hoping Into Puddles

     Well, it's the best thing that you ever had. The one that curls and winds up in my mind never losing faith. It's a peculiar stance. It's me reaching for a better state of mind. Yes, I would do all the things that you'd ask of me. But not anymore. There's no point. Wake up. Suddenly, the thought of my untidy room comes up to mind. Rearrange. A bit of cleaning here and there.
     I want to spin out of control, out of reach and out of tune. It would be a relief. Remember? It's over. For me. And it never really begun, but in my heart it was so real.

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