13 May 2008

May #12

I feel like I've paid
for the wreck of the day,
the traffic jam I'm found within me

I feel like I've gone
through the pain,
it shouldn't be long
til I'm breathing again

I feel like I've lost
the security I had
feel like I'm tossed
on seas gone mad

I don't know what to say
I don't know how
to make you understand
I feel alone now.

I want to be there,
lie in your arms,
and know that you really do care.

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