Ramblings

I write absurdity and ghost stories. I'm a bit of a singer-songwriter, but lately I've been succumbing to writer's block (or maybe a more appropriate term would be writer's distractions). But I have many a plan to start my creative juices a-flowin' once more! In fact, they're feeling slightly stimulated right now! No innuendo intended. As cliche as it sounds, I very often set my sights on being as original as I can be, and using my creativity and channeling it to making myself an individual.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Broken

I feel so useless, I can't help a soul.
I hope I heal fast, because this is dull.

I can't run to the house across the street
I can't run to the park with friends to meet

I can't bike down to the grocery store
(Fortunately though, I can't do my chores)

I can't walk on ice, I can't walk on sand
Without outside help, I can't even stand

I can't fix myself not one bite to eat
I need help getting up from my damned seat!

Life with a broken foot is quite a bore
The only thing left is sleep. What a snore!

1 Comments:

At 10:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah.... but you can write.....

 

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