Monday, November 30, 2009



A Wonderful Sting




This feeling is like a wonderful sting.


I want this feeling to hold me captive.


I wouldn't give this up, not even for all four seasons to be spring.


It doesn't need to be masked as attractive,


This unstable beautiful pain is mine, its what I want, what I need!


My happiness continually gains,


This is great. Something this good cannot be greed!


I'm glad to leave them, I found a better lain.


This I intend to keep.


No one else can have it, its mine!


Its mine when I'm awake, its mine when I'm asleep!


What's going on. This feeling is no longer a straight line.


I'm trapped in this bind, I no longer feel fine,


and now, I'm alone without a sign.
 

Saturday, November 7, 2009