by ABake May 5, 2009
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Sometimes I get so lost, lost in this crazy world we live in. Im skipping on clouds and staring at the sidewalks. Sometimes the sun feels cold and your love feels hot. Its burning my skin and my heart is on fire. Im running in squares now and I think im sprinting at a slow speed-- I know where im going though, im trying to get to you sweetheart. |
Okay. i read this before. but i never left a comment. and honestly i don't know why. but here goes. i loved the last paragraph of this poem. i loved it all. like everything is backwards yet it all makes sense. in a poetical way. just my kind of poetry. :) i |