There are times,
When,
Alone in me
I see so much.
My own shadow and I meet,
And I am loving,
And I am hurting
But only within me.
My silence talks back to me,
And promises are made,
And spring blossoming,
And I am a woman again.
Till I open my eyes,
And see that I am still stuck in the gray.
3 comments:
you do write so well. Confessional eh? Keep writing - Just another girl :)
you keep talking to yourself becasue you ain't calling me, you ain't even calling me back when promised. ummm....me angry with you. big time
XXXOOO I do love you!
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