Drip Street

Posted Date: : Dec 24, 2007 1:01 AM

 

Dripping water starts running dry.

The moon hides from its audience.

Clouds start to fade away as it tries to escape from its shadow.

I'm sitting in the end of a sidewalk watching cars pass by.

I can hear each engine running.

I keep wondering about my destiny and the day that I will be challenged again.

I thought I got over from the over protection of my own self.

Now I notice I still don't trust nobody.

I try to believe  what comes out of mouths.

But it is a problem to believe these heads.

I feel the love in some parts and others I still fear.

Other than that, I'm glad I'm strong and still here.

sleep..sleep.

I close my eyes.

This is another realistic dream.