Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Letters to me.

Raindrops tapping softly on my window

Cold, silent breeze passing through
Serene, blissful silence

I smiled to myself.
Theres something about the rain
Greetings old friend

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Out of reach

Lately I've been hard to reach

I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
Like I'm reaching out for you?