June 2011
1 post
Alone in my room.. the hot air from the wind kisses me.. in my bed it teases me.. Not pleasurably .. But more towards insanity… It’s been so long since words have been spoken .. i am still.. i don’t speak.. i lay in the dark.. expecting something to creep around.. or lurk.. yet it’s nothing.. The wind is still.. My eyes glaze over… Confusion softly stirs about…...