Saturday, September 20, 2008

Composed of Nothing.

I lost my touch,
My balance, my frame.
I lost my heart,
My knowledge, my name.
I lost my life,
All that is me.
I lost my beauty,
And all that is free.
I lost my wisdom,
All that I've known.
I lost my past
From which I've grown.
I lost my touch,
My balance, my frame.
Though it is not mine,
I lost my name.

2 comments:

Steph said...

Oh come on. Tucker Max is a first-rate writer.

Andrea said...

Agree to disagree. aha.