Misplaced Myself
By Yellowbook
In swelling muddy water I peek into what looks like my future. With a simple left turn I lost everything. Conversations seem to bore me. Reality is a joke. Blue fountains of hope run livid through my mind. Maybe today is the day I return. But the simplicity of my being is wrecked and disguised. Your sneering face reminds me why I am in this freakshow. By destroying my reasons and, capturing my emotions invites myself to be misplaced. I want to stetch out in sand and grasp seashells as the waves swarm over my toes. Lose my balance and mind to the sounds and let the wind sweep my breath away.This was really something thrown together. I don't think I should have posted it =) Written April 11th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 05:35 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"In swelling muddy water..."