On Edge

On Edge

Feelings after what you said
Shaking my head cause I would hate to dread
The thoughts of words floating in my head
Keeping my respectful sane
Clutching my lips tight, composure maintain
Telling my foot to ungravel from the ground
Move in the direction of freedom please, my heart pound
Choose battles I learned
Lesson far-driven even if wronged
Walking faster, lips tighter
Thoughts racing, tears facing
Turning corner, steady pasting
Mind and heart un-equilibrium
Realizing their stupidity, wanting to dislike them
Keeping it together
Brushing off this bother
Time will allow this to past
On to something better-glory to bask
Not allowing words to be my stump
Move my foot to allow this jump
Speech is a quick way to reach the ledge
Perception is deadly, wont allow myself to be ON EDGE!

Joya
08.27.10

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