Monday, September 21, 2009

Alive

Sometimes when the night is shining bright
I leave my room in search of something more.
I hunch down in my warm coat
And wander the empty streets alone.
Street lamps shine down upon me
Giving the air some different quality
Sometimes I feel like running
Up and down the street
Like a madwoman
Knocking on everyone’s doors
And screaming at the top of my lungs
Sometimes I want to hide in an alley
Scoot down a wall and rest there
Alone
And hidden
Forever.
Some days I just want to feel alive
Alive like when the night is young
And the possibilities are endless
Alive like when you laugh so hard you can’t breathe
Alive like when the windows in the car are down
And you are singing your favorite song loudly and off key
Alive like the first time he told me he loved me.
That wonderful feeling of your Heart, threatening to burst.

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