staring at painted nails
chipping away the plum color
as i chip away at my thoughts
processing dearly
has it been lost?
the glimmer in my eyes
the hope in my smile
am i losing it?
what brought us together
im desperately tearing and clawing for answers
trying to peel away the unwanted cover
as the paint falls slowly away from every finger
i can not find the breaking point
i can not find the way
i am no longer focused on the answers
just the correct feeling of pulling the paint away
comfort comes from it as i search endlessly now
the last bit of paint tears off my now unpolished nail
and still i'm left wondering.
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