The Writer (part I)
Eye,
kept pointing at the sky
I'm feeling kind of high
This world beneath
just seems to escape me
Fear,
A chapter's end is near
Are these the days you just
want to disappear ?
Fault,
Sportmarks on your soul
Will writing provide you elevation
or is it just a false attempt
to regain control ?
kept pointing at the sky
I'm feeling kind of high
This world beneath
just seems to escape me
Fear,
A chapter's end is near
Are these the days you just
want to disappear ?
Fault,
Sportmarks on your soul
Will writing provide you elevation
or is it just a false attempt
to regain control ?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| slaaf Jacob: | Zondag, mei 29, 2016 09:11 |
| Iets nieuws beginnen maakt ons vaak onzeker.Gedachtes en gedichten helpen om de goede keus te maken. ga er dan voor. Groetjes en geluk. | |
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| Auteur: lvde | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 mei 2016 | ||
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