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Trauma · 10-01-2006, 03:22 AM

Just felt like writing something, this isn't edited or anything, I just went with it. Comment if you feel like it.

Connections
Walking back from the dew ridden grass
And glancing up at the tops of the
Trees that tell my eyes to never
Seize the sounds whispered with glimpses

Thinking to reiterate my feelings
And never falling forward into
Sounds that harm my personal opinions like
Bounds before leaps into strides taken

Catching the breaths that were lost
And speaking faster to drag out
Days long and cold
Rays of moonlight cast on my figure

Striking the rough with a brain
And cursing at things that don’t
Matter like grass and rain that always seem to
Patter pitter on the house while I sleep

Dreaming of the next night
And waking up again when shadows cast
Light like the brand new streetlamp that lost the
Fight between itself and the dark

Clinging to those trees with my soul
And at the same time pushing away with
Fear that things will never change until the future can
Hear that not everything is alright

Killing time to get outside again
And my voice calls for a hug but no one will
Come when I need a real comfort not just getting
Some people always bring me down

Standing outside for far too long
And not thinking of one thing except the
Progression of time in this earth like
Profession in the future it’s confusing

Telling my hand that I can still see it
And it believes me like the night before
Tall and skinny like a puppet pulled towards the
Call of its master but not knowing where it is

Kneeling and not standing back up
And my thoughts crack through the
Shade of confidence and sleep that
Fade in my heart but eventually numb

Grasping the air with my ears
And the smoke disperses into the
Space my lungs occupy like a shelter that isn’t the right
Place where I first heard them whisper

Seeing the trees sway back and forth
And back and forth gently like a soft breeze that
Flows like clear thoughts in a new mind which
Shows how connections exist everywhere

10-01-2006, 03:22 AM	#1 (permalink)
Trauma snickers Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: detroit Posts: 2,183	Connections Just felt like writing something, this isn't edited or anything, I just went with it. Comment if you feel like it. Connections Walking back from the dew ridden grass And glancing up at the tops of the Trees that tell my eyes to never Seize the sounds whispered with glimpses Thinking to reiterate my feelings And never falling forward into Sounds that harm my personal opinions like Bounds before leaps into strides taken Catching the breaths that were lost And speaking faster to drag out Days long and cold Rays of moonlight cast on my figure Striking the rough with a brain And cursing at things that don’t Matter like grass and rain that always seem to Patter pitter on the house while I sleep Dreaming of the next night And waking up again when shadows cast Light like the brand new streetlamp that lost the Fight between itself and the dark Clinging to those trees with my soul And at the same time pushing away with Fear that things will never change until the future can Hear that not everything is alright Killing time to get outside again And my voice calls for a hug but no one will Come when I need a real comfort not just getting Some people always bring me down Standing outside for far too long And not thinking of one thing except the Progression of time in this earth like Profession in the future it’s confusing Telling my hand that I can still see it And it believes me like the night before Tall and skinny like a puppet pulled towards the Call of its master but not knowing where it is Kneeling and not standing back up And my thoughts crack through the Shade of confidence and sleep that Fade in my heart but eventually numb Grasping the air with my ears And the smoke disperses into the Space my lungs occupy like a shelter that isn’t the right Place where I first heard them whisper Seeing the trees sway back and forth And back and forth gently like a soft breeze that Flows like clear thoughts in a new mind which Shows how connections exist everywhere __________________ A mi no me importa nada Para mi la vida es un sueño