I thought they were gone.
I thought the feelings were gone
but now they're rushing back,
like a speeding train
tugging all the memories along with it.
Making new fantasies,
can this just be done with?
I have no disdain
towards me, or them
and never towards you.
Little or large slip-ups
don't mean as much as I thought,
as much as they should.
But one things for sure,
you're still in my mind
and my head nor my heart
have any intention
of letting you escape.
YOU ARE READING
Shut Your Eyes (February 2011 - August 2011)
诗歌I'm like an actor who forgets his lines because of stage-fright. I can't trust myself. So let my writings speak for my heart and for my head, let them say the words I can't say aloud. This is all I've got, since being quiet and contemplative hasn't...