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Thursday, 5 November 2009

In The Air

But then
I can feel the glass breaking
And all of the misery
I tried so hard to keep outside

That I hoped would maybe
Disappear with time
Is here with me.

And even though I try
To escape
I already know it has won
It tears down the silence
In a storm of suffocation
Where nothing is said

And through gritted teeth
I must smile at the seemingly
Beautiful chaos
Because the cracks in the ground
Will soon open up
And I will fall into them
For rather falling
Then having to get up again

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