I know you're reading this.
You.
Sat there.
In you bedroom,
Probably on your bed.
Reading. This.
Expecting poetry to drip from the page like honey.
A tall tale of freedom, a hero, a damsel in distress.
Longing to be saved.
I don't know if I can.
I don't know what to do.
I see you, I mean her,
The damsel in distress but...
If she'd just throw me a rope down,
I could easily climb up to help you.
I mean her....
Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 2:22 PM UTC
I know you're reading this.
You.
Sat there.
In you bedroom,
Probably on your bed.
Reading. This.
Expecting poetry to drip from the page like honey.
A tall tale of freedom, a hero, a damsel in distress.
Longing to be saved.
I don't know if I can.
I don't know what to do.
I see you, I mean her,
The damsel in distress but...
If she'd just throw me a rope down,
I could easily climb up to help you.
I mean her....