A hungry burns in the touch ... the fix, the of flesh melting away , burning frames into my mind... i can fall back and whisper to you in and behold your dreams.. I feel no life.. nor death.. no peace.. only restlessness. just in between here and there, and some where near here..
Should we go outside..
you come in and out of the mind... it slips pass my universe.. a position of grace..
a breathe away.. crawl ashore.. and feel my brace...
breathe and let go.
When I was single I would write. Think, and express in many different ways. I was praised on how I came across to people. But now with a relationship I've lost myself, making myself into some kind of a house wife. With no ring or stamp to show for it (not that I want one) What's happened to me? He says we use to talk all the time.. but sometimes I feel as though the thing I find interesting would never interest him, what if he were to find out that there really was nothing special there? Just a common girl? I've never been so unsure with what I know. He's book smart. I'm street smart does that work?
Should we go outside..
you come in and out of the mind... it slips pass my universe.. a position of grace..
a breathe away.. crawl ashore.. and feel my brace...
breathe and let go.
When I was single I would write. Think, and express in many different ways. I was praised on how I came across to people. But now with a relationship I've lost myself, making myself into some kind of a house wife. With no ring or stamp to show for it (not that I want one) What's happened to me? He says we use to talk all the time.. but sometimes I feel as though the thing I find interesting would never interest him, what if he were to find out that there really was nothing special there? Just a common girl? I've never been so unsure with what I know. He's book smart. I'm street smart does that work?