Thursday, 14 February 2008
the other advantage of writing everything down
you thought you were in it
the truth slapped you hard on your face
leaving three red lines on your cheek
and leaving you wounded at night
it stings your heart
you cried, such a flood of tears and sobs
you shivered in your shoes from insecurity
there are too many
it became confusing
i am not going to be able to clean this up