September 27, 2010

  • i will trade this gray for white.

    When did I become this person?

    This silent, apathetic, small person who cares more

    about what internet strangers think of her than what she thinks of herself?

    When did I do this?

    This swampy gray film I've pasted on myself,

    to cover up any shred of light that might try to sneak through?

    Where is my heart?

    In a cold, dark box deep under the earth?

    When did I let my insecurities steal my breath,

    and numb me to You?

     

     

    I am the walking dead,

    but I will shed this unfeeling skin.