I am broken.
I've been picked up so high
That I couldn't see the ground anymore
And then I was dropped.
When I was falling
The wind rushed past my face
And pulled tears from my eyes
Until there were no more left.
Now I'm broken on the ground
In a million little pieces and empty.
Everything I was able to hold onto while I fell
Was lost when I broke.
It all got soaked into this hard, hard ground
Where emotions can't grow.
The salt water rain parches everything,
Leaving the earth thirstier than ever.
Bits of souls that once flew so high
Are now scattered amongst the rocks.
Maybe I belong here,
Maybe I was just a rock all along
And was just pretending I could fly.

07/25/2006

Posted on 07/25/2006
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