Myriad

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Quicksand


9.29.02
Wrapped in your skin,
it all fell apart
I misplaced my heart
Back on the path and my bread crumbs were gone
The hourglass was broken
Covering me in sand
I pulled myself out,
found dry land
I traced along the dotted lines,
remembered my sketch
of how I was before
Found myself floating
amongst the sea
Awaiting a prophet
to take me home
When I forget my strength
I fall back into the quicksand
but someone I can return to my feet
and stand with my head towards the sky
Sunlight from my eyes,
Stars from my hands,
I think this is it
I can finally breathe again.

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