My thoughts seem to be running away today. I’m stretching my arm out and… let’s see… I got one.
It’s one of my thoughts. Sorry. You are going to stay with me for awhile longer.
Pain seems to sharpen with the passing of seconds.
Is it the time that hurts or just me?
I think it’s the most outer layer of me.
I’m good inside, I can still feel warm.
The pain returns and tries to penetrate deeper.
I stop it and throw it away. How rude!
It didn’t even ask if I’m willing to take it in.
Well, I’m not. Next time, it should ask.
I’m sending my heat on this trip. It’s a long journey,
but it will make it.
It needs to get to the outside and warm up my eyes.
Should be easy, I have faith in my heart.
Meanwhile, I’ll just sit here and wait…
