Thursday, May 30, 2013

Slipping through my fingers

Fall like feathers
Swaying to the ground so slowly

I stand here and watch you
slipping through my fingers

Can't stop my face from shattering
Into a million gasping sobs
In front of all these strangers
Caught between here and there

I sit on the train
Red faced on these threadbare seats
And cry

Authors Note:
This is a true story. I cried on a bart train and was begging someone to give me another chance after I fucked up big time. It was so humiliating and what made it worse was I saw a Doctor I once worked with on the train when all of this was happening. Good News, he gave me another chance. 

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