You've come to see me
Wrapped in seclusion
What do I make of this sudden intrusion
A thought crystalized
And now I can't shake it
A new desire unrealized
What do I make of this hollow acorn
Where's the substance to bite into
Where's the blood that was once surging
Ever onward
Inward
I tried to burrow in the darkest depths within
I lied to myself again
I was an empty cup
For you to fill up
And take a sup
If you could only reach me
How far can you reach
And can you unwrap me
Can you crack the shell
Will I be there waiting
Will I answer your questions
Can I answer my own
Or will the shell be hollow
An empty cup
Well, then fill it up
And curl up with me
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