Monday, February 9, 200911:39 AM
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with dry chapped lips,
i fail to speak.
with a twisted ankle,
i couldnt walk.
with a mind so twisted and weaved together like intertwisted threads,
i cant think.
with a faded memory,
i realised.
the once forbidden territory,
i stepped in once, now a barren land.
with empty thoughts on the run in my mind.
its all senseless to me.
with a wondering mind,
a challenged fate,
i chance upon this poorly paved path.
on which i came across many intersections.
and i got lost.
like a lost child in the woods,
among this land.
im lost.
marking my way through the woods,
i draw a mark on each tree,
to try and figure a way out.
anxiety hits,
weakness in me.
i start to panic.
im lost, not daring to shout.
aint wishin to ask for help.
i wanna find the way out myself.
~its going to take a while i guess..
