It's all so wrong
And it's taking so long
The end is nearing
But the mind isn't clearing
The wrapping unwinding
Life free of it's binding
When the chapters are written
The pages strewn about
Before you were bitten
During the drought
The wrapping unwinding
Life free of it's binding
And minds change
Over and again
If you wait too long
They won't make the end
The wrapping unwinding
Life free of it's binding
Drowned but still breathing
Stitched up and bleeding
Broken yet beating
The end is retreating
The wrapping unwinding
Life free of it's binding
Stitched up and bleeding
Stripped of it's meaning
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Drought - 02/12/09
Posted by Meg at 5:47 PM
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2 comments:
You can add this one to my list of favorites. I love the rythem of all your poems. Your poems are amazing as well as you :D
^-^ THANK YOU :DD
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