February 2012
5 posts
Untitled (Poem)
I see your storm, far and wide.
Drops of rain and fear collide.
And if that lightning ever arcs
I’ll be that candle in the dark.
The moonlight’s gone, engulfed in clouds
The songs of wind all play too loud
The light of candles are all that remain.
I’ll be the glow inside that flame.
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The seas arise, flow with force
They rock your boat with no remorse
But don’t...
*Walking alone at night on campus. Random girl approaches.*
Girl: What are YOU doing out this late??
Me: I dunno. I always do this. It helps me clear my mind. I always feel lost, and this seems to help.
Girl: Lost? You’re on Earth, you’re alive. You don’t sound lost to me. It sounds like you are exactly where you need to be. :)
Me: That’s a good way to look at it.
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Left hand friends left...
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approaching 2
-Ryan