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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

less than you,


Dear you,

Should I let you go? Should I let you fall away from me? Should I walk from here never to be seen again? Where should I go? What should I do? While all I do is fall and trip over you. Finding myself on the stairs towering over life gently touching the next step knowing I could easily fall to my death. But you are so high, how can I reach you so high among the angels where you will never die. How can I reach you if I do not try? There among the blessed there where you heart can rest. Is there place for the wicked and pressed? I know now to let you go, I know now you are too high for me to find. I think I am ready… ready to soar. I think now I am ready to let you go.

Indebted,
Me

2 comments:

  1. haven't seen you lately so thought would check here. Not quite sure what you're talking about and not quite sure if it matters...

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  2. Everthing matters my lovely Sue everything matters no matter how trival it seems. Been a bit sick lately things arent are bright as i hoped they be but hey a new day will dawn :)

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