i've been trying to find my way back home.
alone. in a field. surrounded by colours.
a breeze. warm and strong. blowing me over.
i want to scream. louder than ever.
"what now? where do i go? i don't know what to do!"
i scream until i cry. fall on my knees. feel the grass between my fingers.
i cry until it hurts my throat. i don't know where to go.
lying on my back. wind sweeping the tears across my face.
i cough choking on my own tears. deep breaths.
deep breaths. close my eyes.
alone. a blanket of wind. a bed of grass. a home of hills.
i stand. crying. fearful. weak. open my arms.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
to where.
Posted by throughfieldsofsunrises at 9:43 AM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment