Solitude

I thought you were my friend
but now I'm on my own,
drowning in my thoughts,
digging my own hole.

You helped me get up high
atop this tree
and now you throw me down
saying "be free!"

***

I hope she's coming soon
to catch me as I fall,
and whisper to my ear -
"you're not alone".

This entry was posted on July 29th, 2008 at 00:10:41 by Alex and is filed under Organized rhyme.

sweet :)

2008-Jul-30, Wed @ 14:27

Comment from: natasha [Visitor]

how cute indeed... not just that, a bit of philosophy - simplified. very nice.x

2008-Jul-31, Thu @ 10:39

Nice, I enjoyed it :)

2008-Aug-06, Wed @ 20:35

Imi place!
Trista..dar buna!

2008-Aug-20, Wed @ 23:31

Comment from: virusok [Visitor]

dude.. don't die ;)

2008-Sep-15, Mon @ 13:47

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