Sunday, May 20, 2007

Scars and Cuts

I caught my reflection
                        in the sun's eye
                        Standing on the edge
                        I begin to cry
                        When really I just wanted to know why
                        I couldn't just spread my wings to fly far
                        away...

                        I looked for the safest place
                        a quiet soft landing
                        Beyond my favorite cloud
                        silently you were standing
                        Your love so demanding
                        somewhat reprimanding my dream
                        again...

                        Scars and cuts visible
                        broken bones from falls
                        One foot towards you
                        the other against a wall
                        Somewhere off the horizon love stalls
                        Inside a voice from above calls me
                        home

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