The Day ~ passes

[goodnitestar]

AND where the water drips slowy from the faucets frame
this is where my eyes glare away from the piles of dishes and unwashed clothes
and the sweat drips slowly from my lips
kissing a familiar reflection
touching my hips, i pause and return
to the battle feild
pausing to deny
my position
~FROnt Line~
and my manicure is fading
into the soil
digging deeper
into the days soul
crying out to God
to keep me sane
keep me from passing by
just like the day passes by
not waving hello ,
just whispering
goodbye