Your Existance, by Jem Subscribe to rss feed for Jem

I feel the wind scowl at me 
Pulling me, pushing me
I want to step out of reality
just to feel closer 
for a little while to what I want
Serenity and wishful thoughts 
bring me not to you 
but to somewhere empty
alone and helpless to your existance
I wonder how much longer 
will I hold the silk over my eyes 
pretending I don't see your disguise

I feel the wind scowl at me 
Teasing me, warning me 
about the stories you hold
the ones you haven't told
Because like me you have 
a hidden past you wish didn't
rest in your head because it went so fast

I feel the wind scowl at me
Surrounding me in every direction 
Why can't we have a connection?
I may be be a little vain 
but I would surrendor if it meant 
recieving your touching devotion

I feel the wind scowl at me
but it turns in to a warm summer breeze
Touching me, whisking me
Helping me feel at ease
I feel shallow now 
this must of been a dream
To think I loswered myself to uncertainty
it just doesn't make sense to me 
Posted: 2009-05-16 16:52:31 UTC

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2009-05-23 18:18:55Your Everlasting
That's kinda poetry pain,too!So punch yourself!