Wednesday, March 21, 2007

The storm

The storm
Anger enters you like a storm a storm that was kept up waiting, watching, getting ready to explode. Incompetance, meaness feed that fire of a storm until it erupts, consuming and overwelming you. It takes strong self-control to contain it and not let it effect others. What do i say when i don't know how to explain? What do i do when i feel betrayed? What do i feel when i am deserted? When i repair a relationship but then am shunned from both, what can i say? Pain and lonliness sweep around me, pulling at the defences that protect me. Im being swept away! THERE, a hand... a hand that symbolizes friendship, a hand that will help me up. It's my sister, the one who came after me, to help me out of the emotions... love, she keeps me safe as i struggle to my feet...

5 comments:

whitechocolate123 said...

damn noah that is deep...but good. did u write it urself???(this is katie by the way)

MACKAKELENZIO said...

can you post again, i mean seriously, all of us keep going on in our lil blogs, and yours is just sitting there.. pleeeeease!

MACKAKELENZIO said...

please post again, lovey.. please..

deaths'_closet said...

well yeah post agian and that was rlly cool and deep wow.

me...or is it? said...

hmm