Friday, November 12, 2010

Always malaise.

Confusion and malaise are chasing me.
They are constantly poking my back.
They are constantly blurring my sight.
These "hostiles" I thought would never come back,
are in that corner, staring and waiting for me to open my soul's door.
I want to runaway and never look back.
Feel free, free of all this flooding in my heart and soul.
I want to runaway and never look back.