Poetry, Prose, and Thoughts for the mentally exhausted, the morally intrigued, and the late night internet surfer hopped up on caffine. For you with strained eyes, a tired soul, and rhythm in your heart.
"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Looking in Mirrors.
Mirrors. Full length mirrors. Afraid of them, because I don't know what they show me, Beacause I don't know who that girl is looking down on me.