“A moment without words”
Bitter salty tears flee from me…
In my dreams and In reality.
Sad songs do impale the heart.
Sad songs rekindle memories
that were forced to be hidden,
and forced to be kept
under lock and key.
I’m having one of those memories,
I’m having an out of body what’cha
ma’ call it things!
A moment with words that wants
to be expressed can not be released,
I’m seeing something from within ooze
from me.
The outer body shell is corroding,
the tears of me are over pouring,
and today seems like a good day for
mourning.
Naz’e 10/24/95 3:30 a.m.