my face in the darkness

to which i am, to understand my self

reflects my faults

when light shines there is nothing here in this vast wasteland of thought

i roam here-- in soulless self to find my place, and yet i am not

in micro--movements of nonsense

trading in the sand, desert upon desert

my time is running away and yet i go slowly

glass shards lay at my feet; upon step by step i crush them

feet left bloody, i left tracks of myself for them to find me. open wound

it seems my enemies get stronger with my struggle

i closed my eyes the darkness inside my mind seems darker then before

i place my hands in front of me, reaching, reaching

mindful of the way

there is something out there in all of this

i see her in the distant

blurred in content, twisted in the wind of abstract

she is even in texture of mindful distant

to find out it is my reflection mirror cold to touch scrutinizing my own self awareness

my face in the darkness, light upon myself knees on the ground, words in motion

carrie ann kawa   10/31/2009

this one took me 5 min to write only my sub conscience knowes whats its about if any one else has an idea let me know other wise what ever you get out of my words is fine with me

i hope ever one had a fun halloween  

trick or treat  wonderwall    -----------later carrie