Justin Flames

month of February
2005-04-21 15:31:12 (UTC)

My Space

Sensitivity
when it becomes a fear
a great strength..
difficult to be controlled


Come
walk in my eyes
Everything is different
Let me show you what I see
what I feel
it is magnified over and over
again and again
meaning in every little thing

It's my own
I can't give it away

Come
walk with my pace
sometimes so very slow
so I can breathe in everything
or try to take it on all at once

sometimes I wonder what's happening to me
why can't I breathe normally
see without other colors in the way
hear without the extra noise
read without being haulted
feel without the haunted poise

It is a strength
I have not learned to control
so fear consumes me
and distorts my reality
there are no guidelines to follow
a book to read
or words to feed

Someday I'll learn
and others will benefit
or I'll stand still
and this one story will end




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