an empty dream in text
a nameless emotion
an expression of love
an angry, maddened notion
meaningless lines on paper
being destroyed and made
expressing a fantasy
more than words could have said
a holder of miracles
scratch, fold and scrunch
a vessel of expression
i even wrap your lunch
wood, clay and graphite
a world i can make
broken, chewed and shaved
a heart i can break
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
trust
Just when i learnt to trust again everything falls apart and turns upside down. I tried my very best to learn to trust again but everytime i try, everything just falls apart.
