Security, and the need not too be closed in.
Its late, and my feet stick too the warm concrete.
The bottoms of my feet turning black.
stickers catch in my soft skin.
the world spinning above me.
The moons not out tonight.
feel the energy. absorb it.
breathe it in.
find my balance.
nervous.
that feeling in the bottom of my stomach.
Waste it all just for one night.
all of the effort.
I just need too be refresed, reset.
I can feel anymore.
as fast as i can.
While maintaining control.
A free mind that's a mess,is better than a chemically altered state of being.
No comments:
Post a Comment