Thursday, June 07, 2007

A Passing Thought...



Walking through life noticed yet overcome by despair…
She felt how people watched her; she sensed their eyes stare…
Along the path she took two steps and put herself to a halt…
She needed something to pin this on; she prayed it was her fault…
In the midst of the darkness, in the middle of her night…
She searched endlessly for a harbor, for peace, for light…
Way over the horizon so cleverly hid her unknown…
Things she may have feared, those life may not have yet shown…
On her red bed cover she laid and word by word she wrote…
Every little thing she felt, every tear, each scream, as a note…

1 comments:

zeezazoo on Friday, June 22, 2007 said...

it's been a looooooooooooooong time beebs!!
where r u?!?!
where r ur amazing writings?!
btw, u should start searching for a good song composer... 7aram ur words to go like this!! they r really good for songs... and this time, i'm serious, when i come back to jordan, we should start working on these projects we had in mind!! u have a big collection now! but we still need to read more and more of u beebee :D :D
so yalla, come back... give us something new to think about, or something to go with our imagination with...

 

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