Green Grass Grows Carrotz...

Lead the path to the rest of the shallow. See through my heart's unspoken desire. My words are written like my hand motions to beat the shadow. Casted upon what's left of my tears. Count my path as a fear. Into the time of minutes that turn into my counted hours looking at the stars that cover my face. As I sit beneath the willow tree the sinks into the ground along with me, I look at the sky and notice the clouds form and start to rain, just fall as I cry. Tan out to the pen and paper, my spiral I built myself left to create a level of uncertianty and broken dreams. I might see to that I drowned in my pool of sadness. Can you save me, but don't get caught in the rush of emotion.