Trapped in a tailspin
With a lose for words
Arms reaching out
In a world of disconnect
Trying to reconnect.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Trapped between
The what I do
And how you react
In a world of disconnect
Trying to reconnect.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Disconnected connection
Over what I think
And how you feel
Is this our existence?
Trying to reconnect.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Still without words
The act of connecting
Becomes a disconnect
Is it all an illusion?
Trying to reconnect.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Falling in
Falling out
Always looking
For the answers
Trying to reconnect.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Finding the words
Hanging up
On the answers
Connected disconnection,
Connected disconnection.
Turning
Reaching,
Falling up
In a down world
Connected disconnection,
Disconnection.
— kenne
Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
Please read the poem I wrote (January 7, 2010); please read between the lines. — kenne