Is it possible to p u l l
The velvet fabric around
This fragile surface of
Your frail body, and p o u r
Out the aches and trembles onto the floor?
Is it possible to e r a s e
Words spoken too fast?
And the simple misunderstandings
That led to the d i s a s t e r
Of collisions that have left bruises?
I hate being this w a y
Seeing faults as daggers.
Pauses as the cause of the
Unmerciful rush of my t e a r s,
Smudging the white washed walls
I'm to crawling on my k n e e s
Tearing the poor carpet seams
Creating a cry of desperation.
Pounding on its innocent s u r f a c e
Cowering behind all the fears, and the pain.
Simplicity in the words of a b u t t e r f l y
Could I but imitate the mix of the colors?
Upon wings slowing the worlds spinning
Immaturity may rub off in the r a i n
But alone I will stand a fragment of my worst nightmare
I'm not entirely sure what there is....but this piece needs some serious help. SO... Please help???
