Thursday, February 11, 2010

Lost

Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Current mood: chill

Holding on for dear life looking into the sky
Breathing slowly
Losing my self
Tears running down my cheaks
Thinking so deeply of what I have
Knowing how i lost so much
Thinking so intense
Losing my mind
My heart beating rappidly
Reaching and reaching
Whispers of nature in my ear
talking to the wind as it blows on to me
The heat contuines to build
Watching the river flow
Down,down it goes not able to dive in
Watching every fish pass me by
Still in the forrest I remain lost.

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