I know as little now
as I did back then
when I thought I knew more
but didn't only that
she hated me then
and I know not how
she feels these days
like flying through storm clouds
and not knowing if lightning will strike
a precarious flight
I take and risk crashing again
this blind flight more than a little insane
no GPS to guide me
only instinct
when I've already
proven in the past
how cockeyed instinct sometimes is
misreading altitude and speed
unaware if my flaps
are up or down
and just how far
above the ground I am
needing some other instrument
to warn me if I am on a crash course
to nowhere
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