Me From My Words

What I write when I'm someone else. What I think when I'm me. Short stories. Poetry. Random insights. And other stuff.

Sunday, February 16, 2003

I'm Not You
A single raindrop
Falling
From the sky
Splashes
Into a puddle of the same

A single teardrop
Dropping
From your eye
Crashes
Into a puddle of the same

My tears do not follow
The storm is not here
I can't pretend to understand
I can pretend to sympathize
I can only let you know I care
And send you my love

Sunday, February 02, 2003

Hell has opened up its doors and invited me to play,
Heav'n's gates are tightly closed, it doesn't want me today.
This choice was giv'n to many men, and only once to me,
Heaven to slave or hell to reign, and which more happily?