I can't remember if I posted this or not...and if I did, just tell me and I'll delete it.
Strong critiquing--PLEASE.
you speak paradoxical phenomenons
and your heart is an aura of arrogance
my friend, where are you going?
the wind that you cry to is sheer
so it appears as nothing is there
only i can see the rain that
makes the blue-ish stripes on your shirt
look like rainbows
and only i can see the pain that
stands beside your open morale
Sunday morning i look into the sky to find you
and only i can see you coming right back down
gravity
never
fails
and it will always
leave
you
on the
ground.
