I walk
barefoot
and clear
minded
across
shattered
hope
letting the
jagged edges
force my foot
to arch upward
until the pieces
pierce through my
soft callused skin
the blood
flowing in
intervals
as my
white blood
cells try
to find a
scab thatll fit
a trail of red marks where ive
been
as I walk unevenly
down the street
ignoring the exposure
ive opened
myself up to
the hopelessness sticks
deep
into my pale
complexion
but I cant
recall pain
into my nerves
I am dead
to it
barefooted
with no remorse
the only thing I regret
is looking back
at my stained tracks
they still seem
to
haunt
me.
barefoot
and clear
minded
across
shattered
hope
letting the
jagged edges
force my foot
to arch upward
until the pieces
pierce through my
soft callused skin
the blood
flowing in
intervals
as my
white blood
cells try
to find a
scab thatll fit
a trail of red marks where ive
been
as I walk unevenly
down the street
ignoring the exposure
ive opened
myself up to
the hopelessness sticks
deep
into my pale
complexion
but I cant
recall pain
into my nerves
I am dead
to it
barefooted
with no remorse
the only thing I regret
is looking back
at my stained tracks
they still seem
to
haunt
me.
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