Monday, December 13, 2010

Cool Wind

This hurt I feel
is buried deep
partially avoided
but now I weep.

A stranger I am
to myself I lie
trying to save
I can't and I cry.

Shaking inside
chilled to the bone
surrounded by nothing
I sit here alone.

A little girl sleeps
when she wakes
she remembers
her heart breaks.





Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Hold on to Me

Somewhere I am floating
down a river going fast
nothing to remind me
of myself or of my past

The sky is dark
the stars shine bright
I am illuminated
by an inner light

I have no thoughts
No where to go
No one to follow
I simply flow

Where I end up
is where I'll begin
eternal being
I journey within.