nothing yet

the sand slips through my weathered fingers like a feather foats into the cool breeze.
my thoughts wander like a boat lost upon the baren seas.
my mind goes to you like a chick to its mother
my heart is chained feeling like a child smothered

 

Author's Note

ok im not done with this one i had to leave for school lol this came out of the top of my mind ... . reviews please

Reviews

[harman kour]

nice stuff!!! its so complete in its sense evn though its soo small! brilliant!
I loved this line:
the sand slips through my weathered fingers like a feather foats into the cool breeze