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8.18.2009

unraveled.

all this time i've wandered
waiting for the answer
to fall out of my mouth.

cement me where
i should be,

north/west/east/south.

but life hasn't been one
to take me by the hand
& show me where to go,

it's more like a flooded river
and i'm moving opposite of the flow.


my memories are a mess of misses,
guesses & goodbyes,

and my presence is a reminder that truth
isn't as pretty as lies.


moving has me
so distant from



myself


taking all the roads less traveled,




& i'm untied from a lot of things,
but now all i feel is


u
n
r
a
v
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l
e
d
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