I try to open up my feelings
and reveal them to the world
and to the ones that love me
for who i am as a person.
All of the falling silhouettes
substitute every-thing that
i'm going through so that no
harsh points of view will be
made about me to my family and
to my friends.
Tell me why am i always
trapped inside the falling
silhouettes that seem oh so
impossible for me to get away
from now.
Why are all of the second
intervals are causing all
of these painful emotions
that is some-how all going
all around me.
But my prophetic soul
will soon contorl the
falling silhouettes
that is making my private
antiquity so surreal for
me to see only.
But i'm now and forever
confinded to the expressions
of the falling silhouettes that
call out my name once again.
Let me please have a deep-
conncetion inside the falling
silhouettes that seems to always
be unraveling right in front
of me and the ones that i love
the most.
erie morgan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-falling-silhouettes/
