i'm no where to be found so don't look for me even i don't know where i am the smell of your sheets the still air in your room nothing is mine yet I feel like i'm home crying inside for somewhere to go driving no where, with no where to go where did i start? where did i turn? how did i get here? i don't really care i'm leaving with my empty head empty hands, empty goals seeds i plant inside will grow-i'm sure of that and he won't be there to pick them off cause he's not here in this room i'm all alone with your music slatted sunlight on my eyelids warms my thoughts your touch still lingers on my skin the security of your newness you haven't hurt me yet.....
I really liked this. You use beautiful imagery. Aren't things so simple and great when they're new? Peace, Moonjava
i feel like i have been broken down inbetween these lines... the feeling behind them is threatening to break through every pause to breathe... this is so far beyond anything i've read from anyone on here... the expression is so... undeniable. this could have been written by or for anyone in the sense that anyone can relate, but the metaphors... they were manifested by some kind of higher soul...
