May 21, 2010

Dear Friend,

The sky is turning black and I want to help you but you don’t think you need it. It’s getting dark out here but all you see is the light, drawing you closer like a moth to a flapping flame.
When the chips fall I wanna be there.
When you lose it all I’m gonna be here.
But it’s becoming increasingly more difficult not to cast shadows on all this glory you think you’re basking in.
Please come back down before you fall or get pushed.
It’s dangerous living in love with all your vitals exposed.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

beautiful

Doug said...

Your friend and you should hug and balance out.

abroome4287 said...

:/