July 5th, 2006
Marble Statue
Magnolia white,
When mental muscles rust from lack of use
The empty page, the canvas blank,
When life has paused, mind at rest
Seething still, energy building…
Swaying back and forth… but nothing happens
The fear of me, the fear of life,
The fear of going too far
The fear of staying here
Doing nothing,
And life being a bore
Somehow that’s a mix of me….
To yearn for an end to monotony
And yet be afraid…
How to cast my fears aside….
If being myself
Would only cause chaos in my life….
I should be too wise for this but I’m not….
I don’t want to upset, nor displease….
So I stand, stock still, in the middle of nowhere
A statue… contemplating life’s possible grandeur.
And life, mocking me
Scaring me shitless
Tempting me.
-Talia
anirudh says:
kinda sounds ….i don no wat..its different
July 5th, 2006 at 04:50 pm