I still have all of mine,
all of what belongs to me,
mine,
yours,
now gone,
still mine,
my heart, my mind,
my soul, my emotion,
my cognition.
Daily Archives for January 8, 2013
Simplistic Strangers
Peculiar thoughts are running,
swarming and searching
through my mind.
Simplistic strangers,
strange thoughts,
strange feelings.
Sing to my soul,
scream to my soul,
rip into my soul.
Louder, louder, louder,
higher – higher it goes,
screeching in my mind.