I sit and I stare-
Motionless and tumultuous.
I cast my mind to the wind,
Tonight it is caught
Smacking against a rock.
I don’t like this rock;
It is ugly and sad,
Always filling my shadow.
225 by Matto.
Published on December 14, 2010
I sit and I stare-
Motionless and tumultuous.
I cast my mind to the wind,
Tonight it is caught
Smacking against a rock.
I don’t like this rock;
It is ugly and sad,
Always filling my shadow.