And so I search the ground for our shadows to be cast side by side

Sunday, October 4, 2009 at 1:28pm

And I'll hold my hand,
tired feeling in my chest, undressed and never at rest.
Clinging like an innocent child
latching to their mother's breast.

so here I am.
On the verge of giving up
friendships constantly tearing up
down another lovely road,
trying to grow up.

The moon went out
faded to black and grey
the people have lost
I say, rise up in the winter days
the air is cold and the talk is cheaper.
Damn
here we go again.
Fair enough.