Wednesday, December 1, 2010

angels and devils

the angels they burn inside for us
are we ever
are we ever gonna learn to fly
the devils they burn inside of us
are we ever gonna come back down - come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us


So then sometimes I think that since I've written it out, talked about it,
that I'm okay. That I've got my thoughts sorted, that I can deal.

Except other times, I get caught off guard and then I look at some things and all I think is-
I can't do this.
I can't do this, not right now. Not like this. Not for this month and a half.
When I come back to town, I'd just be worn.
And then,
I'll leave again.

But, sometimes,
I think that since I've written it out, talked about it,
that I'm okay.
That I've got my thoughts sorted, that I can deal.

November 30th, 2010. Tuesday
9:45pm

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