Just like smoke
.. you know what .. it feels like an empty room,
an empty room with no furniture .. just totally flat.
no bright colors .. I would like to have it walls green ..
for it is my favorite color .. but no, it's just a black and dull ...
to feel as I do now destroy me, it destroys who I am ...
the reason for that is because I was in danger,
I was like a lighted candle over a quiet sea
afraid of lthe stormn who would come and extinguish me ...
As expected, it happened ..
and now I'm just a streak of smoke that slowly,
ever so slowly moves up towards the sky.
// Hazze
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Postat av: Alexis
Thank you!
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