photos of such a city
the photos of that place
are frightening with
the way that dirty orange light
cuts into the murky dark
and there's not a silent,
motionless
moment
with all those racing, jetting blurs.
and I wonder why I'm being sent to a place
where all it does is rain
and the sun appearing from behind clouds
is a once a month experience.
and didn't you know I'm afraid of needles
AND heights?
I would run away now, if I could
or maybe not even run,
just walk out and close the door quietly behind me,
(no need to be so dramatic, right?)
but then I realize leaving
is what I'm fighting
and what I'm losing too.
I guess I would just rather
hide away somewhere here
somewhere close to my heart
where it only rains on occasion.
By heyachristina
© 2008 heyachristina
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