I like to go out long after the world is asleep to see what dreams look like ,
I wonder if I could look inside your mind ,
What types of secrets I would find ,
I wonder if a day will come when the sun will not fill the skies ,
There will be no rise ,
The light of day slowly cloaked in shadows till it dies ,
Would I even cry ,
Probably not for I love to see the moon and hear her sigh,
I try not to see the world with my eyes but perceive it with my mind ,
Try to teach my heart to be kind ,
Grow flowers from the seed planted in the soil of my soul ,
Look for a path to make me feel whole ,
I sketch roses over my scars ,
Scrub away years of hate with soap bars ,
I wait for a point where my body feels like a home ,
Wait for a love I can only wish to myself I had shown ,
But this feeling of inadequacy is all I've known ,
I fall back into space ,
Dream of a far off place ,
Wonder if I shall ever return from the rabbit hole in my mind ,
I'm searching within myself unsure what I'll find ,
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