I'm okay,
I'm alright,
It's just a scratch that had to bite the flesh.
A flesh wound, nothing more,
See the teardrops are slowing.
Can't you see, no need to call for help now that all is dealt,
I'm okay.
It's just eh false serene,
It's just the day light,
That stops the bloom,
The heat pouring down.
Walk on, winter has kept you long enough.
I'm okay,
Another day, stumbling in an unmarked hallway.
Empty acts, neatly repressed,
Always looking out to the best,
Up to the others down to the floor,
Answer to what you are crying for with a simple singular nod in agreed agony,
Winter has kept me,
It's okay,
I'm okay.

Not much to say, it really speaks for itself, anyway, comment *tiresome day* lots of arguments and failed attempts, no more trying, not denying, only buying the rest of my time.
~dear and dead~Sparkles

Life: 05/08/09 | Posted By: sparklingwave | 2 comments