Sunday, November 1, 2009

lost.

You can’t choose, it’s all crashing down on you. I’m trying to save you but I make it worse. I try to grab your hand but you slip away. My fakeness is contagious. You don’t know what to do. You are speechless, full of unknown emotion.

Where are you going, are you going too far? Is there a reason why people act the same. Is this the reason. For fear of falling deep in this hole of unkown. Yes? No? Who cares? Do I care? I? Who am I? April. What is April? Me? A month? Anything? Just a word?

I can sense there is something wrong. You are silent, fake smile, back away, fear, judgment? I wont judge you, I’m just worried. Don’t be worried? How can’t I? Look at you, you aren’t right. SNAP OUT OF IT PLEASE! You’re scaring me. Where did you go? Are you coming back? PLEASE tell me, let me in, let somebody in. Let us help you. Let me try! Don’t fight this war by yourself. We all want peace.

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