I wish you could say " I'm here "
instead of " I wanna be there "
Monday, June 04, 2012
I feel the world spin recklessly out of my grasp,
I feel control slip through my fingertips,
like spun silk,
caress my hazy cobwebby memories,
But I still sight the beacon,
And I'll hold on
For you're the force that keeps me rooted,
My gravity in a weightless miasma ...
Posted by Joanna at 9:51 PM