Jarodx4
10-24-2008, 05:09 AM
Me
Slow wind breeze blows the swing,
the swing that I'm sitting on.
With my hands,
clenched around the chain,
keeping me stable.
I feel indestructible,
with the wind behind me
my blonde hair swaying in every direction,
barely missing the path of others.
I get higher and higher,
I never knew a swing can mean so much,
not only swinging high,
but it makes me feel alive.
It opens up so many paths,
my brain stops stressing,
I relax,thinking I'm laying on mid-air.
This can't be true,
the feeling is just superb.
Writing this poem,
Its almost impossible to explain.
I glide off the swing,
trying to understand that feel.
The most amazing thing of my life.
Slow wind breeze blows the swing,
the swing that I'm sitting on.
With my hands,
clenched around the chain,
keeping me stable.
I feel indestructible,
with the wind behind me
my blonde hair swaying in every direction,
barely missing the path of others.
I get higher and higher,
I never knew a swing can mean so much,
not only swinging high,
but it makes me feel alive.
It opens up so many paths,
my brain stops stressing,
I relax,thinking I'm laying on mid-air.
This can't be true,
the feeling is just superb.
Writing this poem,
Its almost impossible to explain.
I glide off the swing,
trying to understand that feel.
The most amazing thing of my life.