Tuesday, 25 December 2012

Float.




The past is slipping away and I can't get grasp the flailing strands of days fading into memories, and I can't fall into the arms of a welcoming future because I'm thrashing around in a shattered limbo of uncertainty, with no sense of feet on the ground or hands in the air.

It's times like this that I feel like i could just float forever.

Let me die without it hurting anyone else, and I'll just let go.

I promise.

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