Monday, September 5, 2011

Tonight i feel great, physically
like i'm floating,
but underneath i'm so alone.

So here is a poem

I want you to step on me
like i'm your shoes,
wear me out
until your heels bleed,
and I'll soak up your sweat
when you're running
out of time,
protect your tender soles
from nails and broken glass.

I want you to wear me out
like I'm your shoes,
step on me
until I'm torn
and full of holes,
my imprint wearing thin
until you can see
through me.

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