i read what i wrote and i just feel stupid. i feel as if i'm careening through life and no amount of thought will help me gain control. this is new. i am new. but what can i do? no amount of thought seems to heal. because i am lost. lost in the wild and theres no one looking for me anymore. time just moves. and i stand still.
i was in love with the world through someone else's eyes.
so here i stand. rooted, yet shakeable. looking for the answers. waiting for the answers.
knowing, i'll never know they're sweet sound in my ear, or the peace they might provide me.
dear sweet woman, i lost my leaves in the earthquake... now i am naked and cold. why stand under me? i can not give you the protection you seek. i do love you though, as i love all things of the night.
Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 2:24 AM UTC
i read what i wrote and i just feel stupid. i feel as if i'm careening through life and no amount of thought will help me gain control. this is new. i am new. but what can i do? no amount of thought seems to heal. because i am lost. lost in the wild and theres no one looking for me anymore. time just moves. and i stand still.
i was in love with the world through someone else's eyes.
so here i stand. rooted, yet shakeable. looking for the answers. waiting for the answers.
knowing, i'll never know they're sweet sound in my ear, or the peace they might provide me.
dear sweet woman, i lost my leaves in the earthquake... now i am naked and cold. why stand under me? i can not give you the protection you seek. i do love you though, as i love all things of the night.
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