

Facing the GiantFacing The Giant- a comedy by Dorinda BaezFacing the Giant
The eerie humming sequenced the shadows dancing at the corner of her eyes. As though a vacuum had been shoved into her mouth to suck away breath, the startled awareness of every second came to hold a knife of fear against her sweaty throat.
Of course if this girls father was awake from his nap and standing in front of where she helplessly sat in the living room, he might have snapped her back into reality. That reality being a world where she wasnt as small as she felt- just phobic and in need of medication- and where the air conditioners steady hum a


"Rhythm"You throw me off key But my fingers keep strumming Just not close enough to your mind This song follows the beat of my heart After all, it has to follow some kind of beat, right? (It would work if my heart kept even counts and times) All of a sudden I"m not me And I'm the music that my heart wants us to be"Rhythm"
What does my heart want us to be?
I can't read you because I can't read my beat It moves too fast, yet pounds too slow So I look for someone to count for me But everyone says they don't know How long will this last? What should be done? Its been fore


Crazy little symptoms of LoveYour hands are shaking Your legs are quaking You can't seem to find words Your body won't move towards The fluttering of butterflies inside of you makes you sick Is this all some kind of trick? You seem to have lost your mind And your thought you just can't find You only dream about that one You only think about that one Your mind seems to be caught like a fly in the spider's trap Your hands are sweating in your lap You want to be near You want to be dear You long in their absence And linger in their presence You seem to be under a spell TherCrazy little symptoms of Love
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We are the Angry Mob.
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It's all worth it
To see her smile <3
... Love aint always easy.
We'll make it through
Hand in hand.
Heart to heart.
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I'm tired of crying
... I dont think I can breathe.
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