makes me feel. makes me see. its inside me. its who i am.
running changes nothing. they always pull me back.
i speak of "them" as if they were. they were always me. me them.
the pain was/is all of ours. spun miles to deny it.
but in their tired eyes is my guilt. my burden.
my heart hurts. my skin crawls.
makes me want to hide, push them all away, call it by a different name.
it remains, Home.
Comments (4)
Nicole Nice with the poerty, i like it when you write.
Posted by Dan | May 18, 2010 9:07 AM
Posted on May 18, 2010 09:07
This is a quick blog comment test
Posted by Dan | May 18, 2010 9:12 AM
Posted on May 18, 2010 09:12
and sorry one more test
Posted by Dan | May 18, 2010 9:19 AM
Posted on May 18, 2010 09:19
this is a test and awesome test... Sorry for leaving so many in this one post... perhaps you need to post more Nicole
Posted by Dan | May 26, 2010 7:36 AM
Posted on May 26, 2010 07:36