When A Door Closes
the door closes and with it come dark and heavy thoughts.
fleeting thoughts.
the disappointment.
words can not convey the feelings
somehow i'll ignore them --- i must
for a while,
perhaps a long while
all day. the night too.
wish it to go away. ignore.
day to day, week to week
i push foward. i tell no one.
Posted by ac at January 7, 2004 12:58 AM