Builds neuroses towards black holes
Dreaming of an escape of a my failures
I'm sure the days end but at the result of double enduring
I've been pressing theses corners of my own padded walls
But it's been a long summer and my soul is listless
My heart has failed
As most
My Sylvia has started explaining to me her ways
That distitute drifting over still echo less waters
What happened to the dream state us dreamers make
We plan and date...
I'm so alone in these walls
The lone fearful crier
Thinking in rounds as Kurt plays his sounds
I had a miser who use to let me be fascinated by him
consumed by him
Reflect only him
I ended up saying only goodbyes to him
My wonders aren't subtle
My curiosity often dances
Marguex would have answered thoughts for me
Where's that escape ?
Remember when you find it
You'll never come back ...
You'll never visit your loved ones
Play me something
Read to me something
Send me somewhere new
While staying still
How to get to that escape ?
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