Thursday, March 18, 2010

What I Can’t Handle

Heat wave, sudden chill
Holding on while the earth stands still
The sleepiness I can blink from my eyes
But it’s the pain that I never will
Wash of darkness, crash of light
Waiting until I can escape the night
White noise I can take ringing in my ears
But it’s the white streaks that blind my sight
Rush of anger, full of regret
Wishing the sun didn’t have to set
Feeling empty about all that’s left I can handle
But I can’t live with having to forget

By Sadie Tremblay

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