Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Fall II

I want to fall.

I want to let go with no qualms.
I want to not think, not shrink,
go to the brink and not worry.

I want to fall.

I want someone to fall for, fall with, and fall into.
I want to fall with no fear of what will happen or how I will land.
To not strive, to not muscle things through.
To let got with all abandon.

I want to fall.

Fall

Blue trees, green breeze,
bright leaves, stiff knees.
Clear sky, steel try,
pesky flies, Lorelei's.
Less queasin', more breathin',
lovely reasons, favorite season.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Breathe in breathe out That's all I have to give right now. Reaching, grasping at straws for some kind of inspiration, for some sign that there's a reason for it all, for a glimmer of hope that there's a point to this. Forgive the melodrama, but things really seem this hopeless right now.... So tired, so old, so lost, so cold. Wobbling, teetering between trial and tragedy.
My head hurts.