written sept.2006
blue tranquil waters wash over me.
i need to lye in your place.
my place has become filled with black intensity,
claustraphobia,
a tight place to not be.
blue tranquil waters come to me.
i cant even pull you in.
choose me.
i am in need of a place to rest.
connect me;
i will it so.
may it be so.
i do not like most people.
i judge you.
this isolation left me judging myself.
i feel so fucking empty.
fill me black muck.mucky-murky dirty pill--choke my life.
i lye here still.
now blue tranqul waters--NOW!
please hurry. i need your peace.
i will not hold my breath as you wash over me.
in through my pores absorbed in my flesh passing to the center of me.
find me.
that place is so filled with anxiety.
dry and cracked river bed
my soul is ready to retain you blue tranquil waters.
come- fill me.
1 comment:
love it. very much expresses what i so often feel.
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