Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Drowning for the Last Time

Drowning without someone to watch
Gasping for air
With only myself to pull me further
You may not know
I was about to jump in
While you were there
Only because you wouldn't hold me hand
I never told you
But I always had a feeling
That you could read me like a book

Slipping through
I am here now
I can almost feel myself separating
I still cant see anyone through the rippling surface

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