You can find me in the shadows, I'd come out into the light but I think either the lights have all burnt out or I just can'tfind the switch.
Maybe you can find it for me, you have'nt been here that long, it might be easier.
This room seems to grows on you after awhile. I particularly like this corner, it's a little dusty and unused but I find myself sitting here for hours.
I had forgotten how worn down the floor had become, small feet in the stone... but then I wouldn't be alone here.
I think I'm lost, I've thought that for some time... I keep telling myself,
"I'll look for me tomorow"
I just keep forgetting.
There is a cage here somewhere, nothing inside, just sitting empty on the floor. I walked all the way around, looking out through the bars, but just empty.
Sometimes
I can still see the lights, if I close my eyes real tight... it hurts, but I can see them. Just a little.
Hello? Hmmm I thought that you were right here by my side, but then I've allways been alone, havent I?
I found a key yesterday, for a door I have been trying to open. Now that I know it is locked I am not so sure I want to open it.
what if it has been locked for a reason and I dont want to see whats inside? ...but maybe I'm inside.
Then again, I should probably get back... back to something, what was? where am I?
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