Writing = keeping me alive. |
Happy birthday to me, that's what they sing,
As I hesitate to blow out each candle...
His legs tangled in sheets.
He silently sleeps...
Words like twisted twine, they weave together.
Spinning on endlessly, threading tightly forever...
She peers into the window, seeing a shaded...
Stomach filled with hollow knots, not realizing...
Lying my head upon your chest.
Feeling it rise and fall as you breathe...
" Never Try, Never Fail " |
" Life is never over until it's over...remember there is always someone there for you " |