Saturday, April 28, 2012

You Could Say So

I'm under the water and it's all a blur.
i stop.
i think.
I'm under the water yet it's all so dirty.
My hurts, my fears, my complaints, my desires.
It's all there right in front of me.
Sometimes i forget it.
Grace, that is.
I forget that there is a plan i dont know about; i misplace my map and start to panic.
I'm under the water and its all so clear.
i stop.
i think.
i smile.

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