Part 1

March 24, 2010
im running under a waterfall, between cumulonimbus clouds
filled with
doubt and depression.
white lighting striking
heavenly heights,
dark skies distorting my way,
I'm too determined to drop dead, give up
or out,
I wont stop
my heart explodes out of chest.

Life is like a grid
and I am trying to get back square one,
to find what i did to make her pour floodgates of sorrow upon my back,
electrifying anger upon my feet, deceitful clouds amid my shoulders,
embodying atlas i bear it,
but I'm still on this road not finished but bearing her pain and my guilt on my back.

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