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Sunday, October 25, 2009

Back at One

Escape from within, torturing my skin.
Swallowing whole this handful of pride
it scrambles me completely, tearing up my insides.
My mind spun around.
When it stopped,
no one was to be found.
Not even I,
No, I was lost myself in a dreaded place like nowhere else-
I’d been before.
Cold, confused, I’m not wearing shoes.
My shirt is ripped, my hair is a mess.
What happened here?
I haven’t a clue.
In reality I confess this life was a test,
that I cheated on and now have to return to the grade where I started from.
Back at one.

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