farenheit 451

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited March 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
some days
are better than others
some days
my skin is the only thing
that stops me exploding
farenheit 451
paper ignites
my skin erupts
days like this
no writing
no reading
no music
no solace
my concentratiom
centred on maintaining
a calm exterior
blocking everything else out
just to function
pick a spot
ignore what i can
deal with only what
is absolutely necessary
many hours
dissipation
the only thing that works
is sleep
after exhaustion
the next morning
a better day begins
wanting
wishing
hopeful thinking.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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