Saturday, November 14, 2009

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Fall in my heart

It hurts very bad, I'm devastated, I tremble on my pedestal like the statue of an ancient world. I just loved and secretly I was a stranger. I already had the rope around his neck, on borrowed time, idealistic a miserable life together. I did not see the bottom falling out of her eyes, I could not be the object of his desire, I could not catch his life. A guardian of the routine, too want to keep, I lost everything! Not have the strength to challenge myself, back to square one, all alone in my bassinet without a mother, a life to fetch the grace of a woman. I cry for rest, removal of my heart, the warmth of your arms entwined. Dead leaves of autumn carpet buried my heart.



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