Thursday, July 12, 2007

Dwelling Place

How do you know
When the time has come?
All illusions gone
Torn away
Naked...crying soul
Left bare
Alone
Is it a word?
A glance?
Or rather just that empty feeling
Left in the hollows of your heart
Whatever it is...You know
You always do
I am so sick of endings
Pulling the curtain now
Drawing myself into the pain
Knowing this place
All too well

1 comment:

fototaker Tony said...

interesting... sad... revealing. too damn revealing. HUGs sweeety