Tuesday, September 9, 2008


Rough start to the day which has left me wiped out and exhausted.
Cut out my tongue, I have no voice.
Let her be miserable in a tiny room and me be miserable in a big house.
When the best option for both isn't even considered.
Due to insecure reason and deaf ears.

Trap the creatures.

Take me away.
To the clouds.
To the reeds.
To the other.

Cut all the ropes and let me float away.

I can't stand this stink around my feet.


Penny said...


you will be ok :)

Hope said...

Everything will work out exactly as it is supposed to.

Cheesy, but true *hugs*

Shopgirl said...

*squishes you with hugs*