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Sep 2013
like a velcro to the earth which lazily lay here with its face down,
i felt a new skin. finally. i feel.
a much tighter embrace from the exact world i've been trying to push away.
i breath freely, with all the thoughts that i've been saving not to bring me down.
i lay still and i remember when i was told i was born on a sunday like this.
and i ask for one moment more if days would always be like this same day.
when there's a very thin line with what i really want,
and what the world actually wants to give.
Jennifer Arbo
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Jennifer Arbo  manila, philippines
(manila, philippines)   
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