whynotsin Posted November 27, 2003 Report Share Posted November 27, 2003 Cold spray on my face Cold spray on my face. Shaky hands on chest. Frantic lips on my lips. Body’s cold. I can’t feel my toes. Been a long time coming. My life just caught up with me. I thought I could out run it. God was I wrong. Mellow jazz streams out of an old speaker The kind of music that makes you think, Of smoke filled speak ezys And the sound of quiet brandy shots being slid across the bar. A blur, a blinding blur. I ran so fast for so long. No I’ve stopped. Dead in my tracks. And the rest of the world shot forward. Tears in her eyes, She’ll find someone else, I’ve seen it happen before. Hopefully someone better. This isn’t how I wanted. Not how it was intended. Just my luck, I tripped and fell Only to let life caught up with me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Regel Posted November 28, 2003 Report Share Posted November 28, 2003 Cold spray on my face. The wind at my nose. Shaky hands on my chest. I can’t feel my toes. Fridged crystals bite my lips My body is cold. My life just caught up. A long time coming I'm told. I thought I could out run it. Find somewhere I belong. But now it has found me My God was I wrong? I know I hijacked this one but I feel this story has such strong potential. I hope you don't mined the suggestions. It was only meant to encourage. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted November 28, 2003 Author Report Share Posted November 28, 2003 Thanks Regel I love it. When I wrote it I wrote it in the moment and forgot to go over it again. Your version is lovely. I think its more calming. thanks Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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