Sunday, July 6, 2008
As birds flew away from Winter.out, away, unreachable, untouchable.
maybe it's good for me.
i keep thinking if you did it on purpose.
away. anyway.
time keeps moving.it stops for no-one.Maybe, alright.
could be, never should be.
silence, no.
another silence, No.
Trying it out. i know.slowly letting me go.have fun. lifes apart.
no other lies. just truths and the unspoken.
unspoken, we both know.
would never risk again trying to tell.
until...we get older.until we meet again.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
the withered leaves and snowflakes floating down.the hospital.they said, last stage.the doctor said,soon.Last stage.they let her go home...
no more.
plastic glass walls.
masks and gloves.
As she headed home and wait for her death.
leaving behind a beautiful chaos... 4:46 PM.
