The way you cry
O’er the leaking roof
Under the stars, holding water

the root tree
i saw a  cloud
changing

Darkness lingers through and through
That is why I hide, in my bedroom
Lightness stands so far away
No matter how close I get I can never stay
Dimness that I have felt for so long
I can do my best and just stay strong
Dappledness as I grow to be this tall
Never made me feel at home at all

I want what I want too much.

I am what i want too little.

you looked at me and the sky turned pink
the groud turned peach
savoring the moment without a single blink
the colors become distinctive, aware of each
my knees began to shake
the walls turned blue
who knew you could take
my breath away again, deja vu


© L.F

I’m malleable
A Chameleon in heart
You can undo me

Well I guess this is me,
They say once you’ve hit rock bottom you can only go upwards,
Well I hit the rock and pushed up into my mind,
Revealed the sky and shot up into the night.
Though all the scars and torture I’ve trodden those that are tattooed on my skin,
The mud might have weighed down my boots but I’m stronger now than I ever have been.

A somewhat sober somebody, turning my life into something instead of melting into another nothing.

Why do I care what you think
or how you feel about what I say or do?
Should I, especially at my age?
But is not interaction itself the mutual influencing of behavior?
So when I speak to you and you to me
we are changing each other
just as the morning breeze bends the young Chinese Tallows
shaking each spring leaf as if to say, “Wake up tree, its time to grow!”
and the Tallow whispers, "Blow winds blow."
Caring just means I am human
and in spite of everything
I am glad about that.