Keep Calm and Beethoven On: Day 19: I thought

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Day 19: I thought

Mud through the forest

Staining my white dress

Did I just run away?

I tried to be there

Maybe you won’t care

But I thought I loved you

I was so confused

Don’t feel you’ve been used

I thought I would be there

Stand at the altar

Thought I was stronger

But I ran away

I’m left to wonder

Drown fall down under

Can I get back up?

Wish I could tell you

What I have been through

But I ran away

Thought I was better

White dress gets wetter

I thought I’d be careful

But now it’s over

Your four leaf clover

Left you far away

I thought way too much

There was no more touch

From you because I ran

I’d wish it all back

My skin will still crack

But I can’t and you know

Still walk through the mud

My mind feels like blood

I ran away from me and you

2 comments:

Rebekah JoanApril 20, 2014 at 4:09 AM
O.o Whoa.
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A snippet of my mind...

In my dreams, I see words. They float around, just out of my reach. I wonder what they say, what story they tell. What lesson they teach. But even as I more forward to reach them, they pull back, not wanting to come out. A secret running away from it’s keeper. But when I wake, I feel them. I can almost hear them. The words. They fall upon me, begging to break out onto the blank page of my notebook. But then, I fall to the ground, defeated by the words. Because the words are too strong. Too powerful. But still, beautiful and fair. And though I know if I go any closer, run for them, I will fall. Because gorgeous as they are, they are deadly. They will kill me when the story comes to an end. Because all words have a beginning and an end, but the end is always more brutal. For the end, is when the story’s heart stops beating, and when it does, it takes a piece of my soul with it.