I Am...

January 23, 2010
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
I am the little girl lost in the pages of her storybook.
I am the feathers twined into my hair.
I am the shadow only seen at night.
I am the vacant face behind the mask.
I am the rain before it falls.
I am the magic in a handful of glitter.
I am the twist and turns of the underground.
I am the paper flowers spread across the room.
I am on the other side of the curse.
I am the match that won't lite in darkness.
I am the last snowflake that falls in december.
I am the lost key to the labyrinth.
I am the thorn on the rose that cuts you the deepest.
I am the bullet that never leaves the gun.
I am the tear that won't escape to show your pain.
I am ashes in a fireplace on a cold winter night.
I am the sound of thunder when you lay fast asleep.
I am the porclin dancer in an empty ballroom.
I am the fall breeze twirling through the the curtins.
I am the pain of the needle breaking fresh, clean skin.
I am the lighting above the highest cloud.
I am the dragon inked to skin.
I am the hope that feeds a dream.
I am the way he holds my hand.
I am the hungar in his eyes.
I am the calmness in his voice.

I am a secret of my own.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback