Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Bond like Prometheus


Feels like suffocation. the sigh that comes all the way to your mouth from your heart and stays there and never comes out. day after day, I wake up and look beyond the glassy horizon of my room and ask myself ,what am I doing here ? And then, turn my head and see my enchained feet. I need to go ! but I'm missing the key in me and all I do during the day is to think, think and think about where have I left the key.