Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Running to Stand Still

As I start my day with the frost,
Water searching ways to get out,
As I blow the curtains away,
It bleeds and seeps making a silent sound.

As I wipe off the aperture,
The mirror shows The other side,
A wet kiss and the rising mists,
As i find myself drown.

A glimmer of hope ,
As it runs to escape,
I follow some directions to go ahead of time,
I keep running to stand Still ,
As i watch the sun come out.


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