lost in a haze I put pen to a page
and the words begin to fall in line
as the ink flows an slowly dries
like the tears that stain
leaving track's of mud on my cheeks
as they slide down my dusty face
my mind is a whirl wind of emotions
oh how the thoughts run wildly
screaming to be heard
all plying for placement within the confinement's
of the edges of the paper
what words to let out tonight
shall it be of love
or my broken heart
my rage at injustices I feel
maybe about my soul
the darkness where I dwell
when the pain will subside
I close my eyes for a moment
then I put pen to a page
an words begin to fall in line
~ D Donner ~
Beautiful!
love this its exactly what I feel before that niggle of a line that floats in and nail it down to the page in hooks of ink... too many get away when I am busy and not enough come when I have time to write :S you have captured that beautiful uncertain moment before the write we need so much... Great write HugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
lol
lol that's because Your My long lost Twisted Sister Smoothie ! Bahahaha.........
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Hey thats not funny! :O
It could be REAL!!!!????? hugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."