Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The Beginning.

Is the clock ticking,
Or do I feel so,
Everything now seems to be tranquil,
I hear my heart beat to the ticking,
All I know is that,
My fingers are fighting to come out,
Something within me feels alive now,
I want to come out,
And look into her eyes,
But the love holds me back,
I don't know,
If I'm going to have it later,
I can feel the love and warmth for me,
Given her who takes care of me,
I was just a  piece,
Growing for months,
Who strokes her hand affection,
Come right into me,
Even after a barrier within us,
I wander in black for days,
Listening to songs she sings,
The words she says,
Imprint in my mind,
Her voice helps me grow,
The belonging of me,
Makes me happy,
I suddenly feel the,
Cold air hitting me,
The love I grew in,
Feels empty now,
I listen to  my cries,
And tears run down,
I'm out now looking around,
Searching the eyes to pacify,
Someone takes in,
The emptiness starts fill in,
Catching her eyes with pain,
Who gave me birth.




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