Monday, March 7, 2011

The Underachiever

It arches, and caves in.

Unaware of how to set himself free.

Trapped in itself.

Unwilling to accept,
Unable to let go.

I have been tracing you're carvings with my finger tips,
I wish you'd stop hiding away.

1 comment:

rivercat said...

this is amazing :)

the truth about freedom

The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...