Fri, 11/08/2013 - 14:28 -- Pastahl


A earthquake erupts throughout my hands.

The rain

              falling through the


                                                              between you and I

                                                                           making a river.

  The sun slowly trying to peek through to

  bring the earthquake and rain

                                                     to a sudden stop.



Two different walls

                                 are caving in at the same time

                                                                                        making it so hard to breath.

Feeling the guilt of betrayal.

                                                  Slowly finding an answer

                                                                                 Wishing I didn’t have to find it all alone



In the end

                   I must choose one path.

  Making my way to sun light is going to be difficult

    but I must chose my own path

                                                         in order for

the earthquakes eruption and rain to go away.


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