Monday, March 14, 2005

o.0

today the wind blows warm and sweet
i allow my muscles to relax, watch as my guard falls away
i stretch out and prepare to go to sleep,
lulled by the sweet coaxing of the wind
but it picks up before i'm truly gone
the warmth gathers force and threatens to scorch
i look up, startled, looking for a way out
but the wind whips around me, doesn't want to let me go
and all the time it rises and rises, feels like heat from an oven now,
as it threatens to overpower me and
all i want is out
I sneak away, hiding beneath the edge of the wind, hoping it won't notice
breathe a sigh of relief, watch it work itself into a whirlwind and blow away

today the wind blows cold and harsh
I try to reason with it but it won't listen
it flips its fingers through my hair in disgust
runs across my skin, scorning the white colour
picks at my loose clothing
it wishes i was someone else
it wants me to change but I shut my eyes, i won't listen to him
i wish it would go away but it refuses, there are still so many things wrong with me
and it shrieks them at me without stopping for breath
i can feel the chill of its anger but i will not run, i will not change
i stand and face it, open up all its hypocrisies for the world to see,
breathe a sigh of relief as it works itself into a whirlwind
and blows away

1 Comments:

Blogger Mack said...

Muscles? What muscles? I'm kidding... haha... you got a talent there buddy... keep writing...

4:54 PM

 

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