Tuesday, October 8, 2013


(Photo Shared by Mzacha)

nothing goes as planned.
Even when you cross all the T's and dot all the I's.

Some days,
you think too fast and speak too soon.
Even when you try to catch the words,
it is too late to pull them back.

Some moments,
you just cannot find the right space to stand.
The the noise and the mess and the time and the walls run together and nothing feels right.

Some hours,
the hands stand still and speed-on at the same time.
Even when you think and stare and blink you cannot make it stop,
or go,
or make sense.

the way you act in the moment is not who you really are.
Even when it happens twice and you already apologized.

Some days
are just meant to end.

No comments:

Post a Comment