CHERRY SILVER CONFESSION
I do not know who I am
Journeys become quest
I sit here in the dark rock myself back to reality
I blame my heart for beating
The rhythm of the truth of my soul trying to come out
My dreams are of demons and cherry pits
Vision of others death and I find where buried
I do not know myself enough to understand
I am screaming for someone to tell me
I am real I am something
When I feel like nothing a speak of dust
That’s floats on the wind
When I am here I am not there and the other way works
The confession that my minds conjures up is devastating
I am not sure what is real and what is chasing me
I am afraid of the light to see me
The refection is disturbed and not quite right
I see what I want even when I don’t want too
Pray to the fates and welcome the evil on my knees confession to myself
Carrie Ann kawa 3/2007
About Me
- BLUEMONDAY
- las vegas, nevada, United States
- i am Carrie Ann Kawa , i am a poet, a writer, music lover, i enjoy intresting conversations, i love the words of others , i have a deep faith in something bigger then myself , i enjoy life instead of complaining about it , i look at the stars, have a wicked sence of humor and i know some where down the line i will be where i need to be for today is today. i walk where i have no place to go , i talk when there is nothing to say , i dream when i am awake . i am carrie and that is all i am ever going to be .
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Weird when you think of the time (and what she was thinking),to bad she never got rid of her ghosts and demons.
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