I want to grow wings….
Fly high in the sky
Until I reach and touch the burning stars
Hold the scorching stars tight in my palm
Until my skin burns and peels.
I mere price to pay
For my wishes and dreams to come true
I want to sit in a corner, pitch dark room
My hands and legs bound
Befriend the ghosts
Until their booing quietens
And I fear them no longer
I don’t want to be afraid anymore
I want to tear my heart open
From my ribs, the protective shield
That encased it
Forget past heartache, misery & insecurities
That held me back before
Give my heart to a complete stranger
In the middle of a unknown street
I want to know what love is
Can’t you see I just want to be happy?
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
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