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my foot got stuck in the gaps through the journey. my toes hurt from being squashed and my arms tired from reaching forward but still unable to grab hold of anything that can pull me out. everything that i attempt to hold on to slides off my fingers and the most i can do just scrape off abit of it. those bits get stuck in my nails, easy to get rid of and nothing nice about them. when i try to pull my foot out, it doesn't want to, but eventually i did and all i got out of it was deep scratches on my foot leaving a blood trail behind me as i stumble forward. when i see the finishing line, thinking that i've found something better than my fate before to only find that my foot is stuck once again in that same crack. --------------------------------------------------------------------- always looking back finding something that's comparable now regret, what should have been done, what was missing holding on to the emotions then instead of living in the moment. My shattered dreams and broken heart Are mending on the shelf While the sun shines on you I need some love to rain on me
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author Michele all these while...
February 2011 |