Black and White

This is a current project I am working on. I feel that I have this calling to people, that I am supposed to write words and others are supposed to feel from them. I have found that others take from what I have felt and written and feel things that are buried deep in their hearts and their souls...This is the goal…what I am supposed to do… it is for you all to feel something...anything.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Fall From Grace

Up the stairs
I stumble
As if in a drunken
Haze
Flying
Gliding
As I fall
From grace
I cry
I laugh
I sing
Up the stairs I stumble
Unable to move
Fearful
Like an angel
Whose broken
Her Wing
I fall
From grace
Swiftly
I am broken
I am bruised
I am torn
From the sky
As I fall
From grace
I cry
Sadly…

posted by The hot mess | 2:16 PM

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