Sunday, March 28, 2010

52

I don't want to control my limbs anymore
I want waves to make me tumble
so I can only think to breathe
I want to sleep without a dream
while you sit by my bed
and look at me

1 comment:

  1. This is a feeling I know too well. This poem I can understand, yet it still can completely relate to me. I love it. It has a lot of very clear truth in it.

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