digging a hole
in the sky,
nothing's at the bottom
except my mind.
i am shaking
like a leaf
that feels itself
rustling
and i don't know
what to say
when i'm feeling
this way.
gather all the sap
from your overturned,
battered family tree.
you are waving
like a breeze
that hears itself
howling,
and i don't know
what to say
when you're feeling
that way.
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
digging a hole
in the sky,
nothing's at the bottom
except my mind.
i am shaking
like a leaf
that feels itself
rustling
and i don't know
what to say
when i'm feeling
this way.
gather all the sap
from your overturned,
battered family tree.
you are waving
like a breeze
that hears itself
howling,
and i don't know
what to say
when you're feeling
that way.
