its late, i am tired,
slipping between awareness and unconsciousness
you are the stranger
in my halls,
the halls of my mind and my existence
walls breathing out to let sleep and peace in
who are you ?
to control to maintain to refrain and hide
why? why must i hide from you
why must i hide me in so called control
oh that is right you are a stranger
to keep away from you
to keep safe from you
to keep distance
I have no reason to fear or not fear you
i do not know you
I have no reason to doubt or not to doubt you
and i wish to share with you moments..
you are not your name
you are not what you do
you are not what i or others think, say or do
its late and i am fading fast and heavy loosing all sense
 Arayza · Fri Jun 19, 2009 @ 06:37am · 0 Comments |
