![]() life beneath the scalesA Poem by We May Well Be The Onesinside my head I know I am sinking
my limbs are comotose from everything no words, no roads, no drugs could cure these strings i'm empty, I am cold. oh yes this is me is it still too late to change I mean I'm moving with new legs I think there's something here to save I've been scared but I'm not afraid inside my head I know I can't escape i get less and less of sleep everyday my bones are homes to what I can't erase I rest hoping to die but I'm always afraid can I hold my faulty tongue nothing good comes from these lungs I know my heart says I am done I don't know what I've become © 2008 We May Well Be The Ones |
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1 Review Added on August 26, 2008 Last Updated on August 26, 2008 Author![]() We May Well Be The OnesWest Covina, ORAboutI'm a student at Citrus College the name is abe I'm a papa I'm really into music photography is amazing road trips are always worth while there are a few other things... ...feel free to inquire more..Writing
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