taking over
it takes over
dieing
lonely
dead
wish to belong
belonging to no one but
the darkness of the my own selfish desire
sitting thinking waiting
for something
something i don't k
something that may or may not exist
sitting waiting
for someone
to find me and hear me
waiting and waiting
passing me by like i am nothing
but a shadow
invisible
waiting
a tap on the shoulder
looking up to find
nothing but air
standing up
walking
nothing but air
another tap
look up
seeing the sun
seeing the light
seeing what i have been looking for
the light in my life
standing waiting for me
like i have waited
run to the figure
looking around
no longer there
nothing
but air
looks around nothing but air
sighs
like always invisible with nothing but air
 Angel Damian Rayn · Sat Feb 21, 2009 @ 08:41pm · 1 Comments |
