you say i look like gold.

i will try. and be.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Time for my Obstinate Heart

The words that i see
are all i can ever feel,
It's never ending,
it eats at my will,
to live a story
that is all but free,
to walk alone 
is my fantasy

Could i get out,
of this dark caged hall,
or will serenity come in
and make me fall.
It won't be a manner yet
to capitulate 
I can't fell the fix
that can take everything.

I know this feeling of
abomination that kicks in
the feeling,
but my odyssey feels like 
a worm that won't stop 
growing and growing.

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