Soul on Hold
What would I give to be away from here - away from what life has become?
I don’t remember the last time I heard the chirping of a bird. How sad.
My body’s here in tranquility, every bit of it except my heart, which every now and then suddenly beats faster for a few seconds, reflecting perhaps the sudden occurrence of a frustrated thought - a silent scream of pain coming from a wild soul put on hold…
August 27th, 2007 at 10:22 pm
This post really echoes for me. All the past conflict and for lack of better term BULLSHIT it just struck home. Kudos