Thursday, January 5, 2012

to and fro

sometimes i feel like a storm. ignore the usual cliche of emotion. the turmoil of femininity. the raging thunder of minority. or the cloudy days of anxiety and melancholy.

i feel more like a tornado.

swirling above. rushing in one direction. changing course. defying logic. unknown. untempered.

i push forward on one side. i lift upwards on another.

hopscotching from one town to the next.

i can leave a trail of destruction.

or simply wander in a field. moseying along. biding my time. until i tire. and leave.

i don't know whether it's good or bad.

does it really matter.

i am what i am.

go where i go.

i land. i leave.

forever to.

i am chaos. i am gentle.

wherever i go.

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