Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Is it over yet?

I hold it in my shaking hand
And my brain over-loads
I don't know what to do anymore
Should i just get it over with?
I wonder what You would think?
But as it falls from my trembling fingers
I just curl into a ball and look into Your eyes
I call out Your name and cry for Your forgivness
I feel that warm sting of familiarity
And then I'm back where I started
I pick it back up and stare at my reflection in it
"is that really me? When did i become like this?"

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