| April 29, 2004 Am I in control? by: Rosalie Truong |
| a cauldron of night a droplet of fear shine out from the light whispering close to my ears a shiver of cold a share of shake anxiously waiting for the future's foretold is there a way to escape? the air breezes through my cold eyes my face showing no recognition through my eyes not a single lie can anybody trust true emotions? my lips set tight in a cold stare my hands calmy writing in my notebook no need to stir up trouble there my breathing shows no nervous look my lashes angrily flicks sending rage though my body one more shout my anger ticked will I let my side free? meditation will calm my nerves I close my eyes, my brows soften every noise became unheard everybody became forgotten a cold tap landed every so often on my bare shoulder, I turned anger spread once again through the air questions blared at mme, I snap, oh how they bounced back at them and burned no sound made, they only stared I bit down on my lips to snap back words oh how everybody looked at me how I had to hold back my thoughts to cursed how I had wished to stand up and shout at everybody do they all wish for drum rolls? do they all wish for me to throw my anger? Am I in control? am I in control when I let myself into danger? control...nobody can ever be in control of oneself danger...is what we all get ourself into when we're not thinking and just throw a emotion we can and cannot live without am I really right now in control? |
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