Sometimes, uneasy the feeling I get, pushing on my insides, taking me under, lost in my thoughts, confused, what am I to do, I stop…, completely, take it all in, absorbing, not wanting to go under, yet I’m being pulled under, I struggle, I fight to stand on my feet; the current’s too powerful, to go unnoticed, with a sudden breath, I’m taken under, over and tossed around, gritting my teeth, I think deeply to myself, “Is this struggle worth my while?” Impulsion takes over, stepping right in, I reach out from, under …, clutch in my hand, a single yellow rose, for you to hold. with love, Always.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Oct 2013 06:42:34 +0000