Wednesday, July 25, 2012

lying on my back in the street

i don't know where to put my emotions today,
so much of me has decided to come up
and play at the surface all at once; i
am confused -- i can't identify
with the twist in my hair that's new
or the way i never feel like walking straight home
anymore. it disturbs as much as it refreshes.

familiar? i'm too well-known
to ever be any good at life here;

i'll be seeing you.

04.2012

4 comments:

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

I enjoyed your verse!

Dana Leah said...

hi Madeleine! thank you for stopping by and for your sweet comment! xo

Laura Maria said...

I can so relate to this poem!! Don't we all feel like this at some point?
Thank you so much for your visit and kind comment on my Thursday Think Tank contribution!

Dana Leah said...

awww Laura, thank you kindly for your comment, and you're welcome! yes i think we all feel this at some point or another. :) x