Wednesday, November 26, 2008

WINDING

strands of hope
around a seed of
doubt
voices sound
but one drops flat
spiraling down
with each note of terror,
multi-colors swarm
like
bees
but just as quickly
disperse
as a singer
aided by fate
is renewed
and replaced
to the rightful
place,amongst
the choir.

3 comments:

OLIVIA-ROSE. said...

you're really good too.
i love this one.
its amazing mann.

PS. i think i already asked but in case i didn't... who is this?

singin in the rain... said...

holyy shitttt
dis is frikin crazy!!!!
i wish i could write like dat :( :(
is dis aiden?

Gabriel Cummings said...

im gonna go cry in the corner now.