The key thats shut my words away
Lost in blue, but not in day
and never to be found again.
Person to person, friend to friend
But mine...alone. Homeless
but not yet brainless, I think.
Remove every bit of blue from my mind.
They said, I try. I do and all
is vanishing in a blurr.
A blurr of color, or lack there of.
Inevitably unstill.
I live with ghosts and I live with danger.
And nobody will see
Nobody will hear or read
the warning words.
The storm is coming.
It whispers and sends chills up my spine.
Where are you?
And where am I?
And how can it be
that nobody can see inside anymore?
The mirrors have been taken down
so the soul has no reflection.
No sign or hint of existance
so it fades.
Into my nights, my shades of blue and gray,
and gone.
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