Sunday, November 22, 2009

my glass floor

I look around
I ponder to myself, how did i get here
how did this get so bad
I just wanted to believe that maybe if i tryed this or that that maybe things will get better
but now this glass floor that i stand on is cracked and there is nothing to pull me to safety
where do i go now
as i stay the depths of no return below me, where do i go.