it feels as if all the
important words
have been drained out
and I'm left with nothing
but dry heaves and
deep coughs.
it feels as if all the
meaning
has run away
and I'm left with nothing
but sore feet
and shoes filled with
holes and blood.
it feels as if all the
********
floats on top of my mind
and that's all I'm left with.
Apr 11, 2011
Apr 11, 2011 at 4:20 PM UTC
it feels as if all the
important words
have been drained out
and I'm left with nothing
but dry heaves and
deep coughs.
it feels as if all the
meaning
has run away
and I'm left with nothing
but sore feet
and shoes filled with
holes and blood.
it feels as if all the
********
floats on top of my mind
and that's all I'm left with.
© Roxanne Pepin 2011
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