I'm drowning sinking further into the darkness words can't be forms I swallow the water my eyes burn air ceases in my lungs. Know notices that in sinking further down and down water holds me gently hoping to save me in its warmth from everything up and out there. There are no princess or heroes no superman to save me I'm done waiting for my Prince Charming . I'm saving my self from the tower and escaping the reality by drowning sinking further and further. The darkness welcomes me home as my breath turns it's back on me and tears betray me as they fall flowing into the water around me. My voice whispers in my head but no sounds come out. My eyes watching the world and people pass by. Feeling leaves my body I become numb.
The cold is fading the longer I'm here the warmer I get. I'm not the only one many others are drowning and the splashing is beautiful letting those who are paying attention know that there drowning hoping for someone to help them
Things start moving
And gears start turning
Our backs to the world
Our hand interwitined
Time has stopped
But the sun is rising
And things start moving
Gears start turning
Time has begon again
A journey just for the two of us
Are we ready start do you think we can win
Things are moving forward
The gears are turning
Our feet start moving
Hearts pounding
Eyes opening
To world of new
A bright magical place
As things start moving
Gears start turning
Time has begon again
Just for you and me
So don't worry
Cause things are moving
The gears are turning
And we are leaving foot prints behind us
As we start moving
As are time begins
Jail bars strip the floor with light and shadows the empty room silent and lonely evil words and thoughts run around laughing at you who sits cradled in the corner hidden by the dark shadows once scary but tonight she is loving holding you tight hushing you to sleep.
the footsteps begin to howl closer and closer they roar poeple come eyes judging shamed you cower lower hiding more in her loving embrace like a mother she hides and protects your innecence the howling steps stop at your cell someone sticks a hand through as if the pet a vicious beast the hand calls for you as if it were your own heart saying take me back I want a second chance begging you to take it back.
its time to wake up and take the hand who offers you a second chance because the one with the howling footsteps on the other side reaching out a hand is you
My beautiful daughter Tana. Just some of her poems at mywordsaremine.thoughts.com
She is soooooo awesome. :)
