My heart seems empty
and unmoored, like ghosts between these dusty walls. Cries echoing evermore. All that once resided here is gone. Left are only sighs and empty shells, the tenants long since vacated. As spring grows strong and summer draws near all I want is to leave, to disappear Please bring me to myself. This hollow chest burns with a frozen flame. I watch you all, Behind hooded eyes. Where did you go? Did you once twirl, arms raised, beneath the moon, only to find yourself on a commuter train going home When your soul cries, who does it call? Mine screams for freedom, freedom more than love. So I am free and I am alone. In the small hours, when time turns to gold, I close my eyes and I fall. Night catches me, floating in the cool and silent oceans above. When I die, I will die alone, but so my lovelies, will you.
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Oktober 2017
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