Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Drowning it all in my wine

That tear, and the next one,

lonely.

My strength dwindles,

as I begin to lose myself.

Traveling in a dream-like state,

looking to be grounded.

Hurting those around me,

because I can't find myself.

Forgiveness.

Another sip, and another...

I won't call for support.

As Tori once said,

"I thought I could hold back glaciers,"

now my tears are too strong.





Monday, August 6, 2007

Spinning

Spinning
Slowly, now faster,
Comfortable,
Cautious,
Uncertain.
Loving me again,
Reflective mirror...
Apathy, and
Heart.
Change.
Inside and out,
new,
RIGHT.
Dizzy, and still
Spinning.