It's dark. It's dark and wet in here. Everything seems chaotic. Hectic. Frantic. I can hear voices out there. Noises and anxious souls waiting out there. Thunders. No, don't drag me out. I want to stay here. Like I've always had. A turbulent move just pushed me to the ground. And now I feel the heat on my soaked body. I can barely open my eyes but I sense the rays of light around me. It's a bright and sunny day. And all I've got now is hope. Yes, hope.
Cesca
Bookmarkers: English, In Bloom, Vida / Life, Vision
4 Comments:
-
- antónio said...
12 February, 2009 03:05Welcome Cesca. Keep it running! Crash where ever you want! ;-)- Francesca said...
12 February, 2009 10:16Let's rock! :)- teresa said...
13 February, 2009 11:18Wellcome aboard Bloomland, Francesca ;-)- Francesca said...
13 February, 2009 12:18Thanks everyone :D
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)