Thursday, August 18, 2011

I inhale and exhale,
and wait for the moment to pass.
I tumble side to side and try to
find a comfortable spot,
after a day of disaster after disaster.

Is this is what we're left with?
Is this what we're down to?

I don't want this,
for me.
And I don't want
it for you.

The world spins on.
And we have to let this go.