racing, pulsing through the veins
hoping it helps with the pains
mind wonders and clicks
while her clock ticks
the path is not there
never to be seen
wandering with no direction
only a hope, no longer a dream
reality stings with desire
the new normal returns
a fight should ensue
but there is no flame
the body is done.
another day arrives
and another day is done
swallow the pills again
racing, pulsing through the veins
hoping it helps with the pains
Posted
Nov 15 2009, 01:42 AM
by
KissedByAButterfly