Blue Sun Room FICTION - GENERAL
Tingling again
No noticable shake
But everything inside
Trembles
Fear, anxiety
Over what?
Life?
Deep breathes and no one will notice
The flushed once pale face
Will calm
Back to it's mask
Hiding everything
Slow the heart
Slow the mind
The tingling doesn't slow
But no one knows
Just cool down
And think of horrors,
Terrors.
Thoughts of happiness, love
They bring it on
It's the knowing.
Knowing it's not there.
That's where the tingles
Come from
Comments
Wednesday, 27 December 2006 18:41
Dang...you're just a one-person Rivermind fest, aren't ya?
;)
BEB
;)
BEB
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