Feed My Fish Below

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Late Night Talk.

like a doll in a box is where i belong,
i feel trapped with a head full of thoughts.
i sleep on my thoughts,

 i'm full and tired of chasing dreams that never happen.
laying down, here, you belong. WE belong. in dreams...
the real question is where? |Where are you?|
no looking further or back just standing on a line where anything CAN happen.

i'm giving up on looking for someone for |me|.
freeing my mind from things that cloud any mind with nothing but failure.
i'm walking my way to be a different person.
the new person that always had a sweet soft heart without the rough skin and bitch-ness.
i want to be able to talk without the fear, without the hold-backs, without ANYTHING.
falling asleep on something good is something i see happening new in my life.
some good things cover other bad things. cover my face with your love...
i wonder what you think of me, of when you first get to talk to me.
of when you start feeling me closer, 
of when you start feeling the love, affection and care for me.
i sit here and think all of the things that people might think of me.
although i do not care,
 it crosses my mind thinking that people can fill someone with thoughts and feelings never experienced.
i'm ready for that, i'm ready to finally see the new person in the dream.
the person i never get to see,
 i wake up with the big smile on my face thinking one day i can see the face next to me.
make love to someone, but specially make to love to the girl who would give the world to hear you say 
"you mean the world to me" I love you.
i always seen you in my dreams. 





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