On Getting Out

                        Half of me tries to scream, the other half
                  at myself. What would I care about
            there, the noise of a mindless crowd
      enough to silence mine in a colorless cloud?
         So I should get out? relax? break a smile?
            I can do even better than that! Watch, I'll
                                          laugh out loud.


6 Responses to “On Getting Out”

  1. 2010.12.21 at 10:12 pm

    A LOveLy poem and soLⓘLoquy. And that’s no L☺L. ;D

  2. 2010.12.21 at 11:05 pm

    I wonder sometimes about how we as Shakespeare said ‘doth protest too much’ and why?

  3. 2011.01.16 at 3:14 pm

    Missing that laugh of yours. But knowing you’ll make it out, love.

  4. 2011.08.16 at 5:47 pm

    I do hope you do that. Nothing like the super feeling of being in control of your emotions.

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