Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Want

Its just one of those days
when emotions travel
like cars on a highway -
speeding
stalling
slowing down
swerving.


The traffic may not be clear,
but the road goes somewhere,
it always goes somewhere;
to a seeming dot on the horizon
but it really never ends -
the more you move forward
the farther it stretches out,
unreachable -
I feel I'm trying to reach the stars.
Or the end of the world.


Speeding,
stalling,
slowing down,
swerving,
on a road that leads to the stars.
Or the end of the world.



excuse the crappiness - its kinda from the top of my head.

2 told me off:

uNdeRneAth said...

sigh...you're great. wonderful. unbelievably abnormal. and you're my everything (er...sorry if it sounds bad). sorry if i hurt you... i love you. i love you. i love you so much that i don't think i could express it or show it. but believe me when i tell you i do. i love you.

pt said...

Hey there.

Good for you. I admire someone who really takes the time to practice their craft, or a skill they've learned.

Buti ka pa. you still practice your poetry. Wish I could say the same for myself. *sniff*