Monday, January 7, 2013

No where is home

Pink lips forming words I won't hear
Small emotions
becoming expressionless

Tuning in on my soul's piano
I play a happy song

It sounds twisted as I hear it
dark when I feel it

Like cold water rushing through my pipes

storm clouds swirl above
letting down tears
warm yet chilling to the touch

I think about my actions
I cannot take them back
for all I have done
has brought me here

Where I belong
no where

No comments:

Post a Comment