Since when,
The rays of the sun didn't keep me warm,
The sapphire sky didn't plastered a smile on my face,
Roaming down the railway by myself,
The only sound I heard was my footsteps.
Since when,
The darkness of the night didn't frighten me,
The chills of the storm didn't bother me,
Hitting the gas ninety miles per hour,
The only headlights on the road were my own.
Since when,
The softness of their voice didn't comfort me,
The promises didn't appear as indulging as they used to be,
Empty mug at the booth back of the restaurant,
The shoulder I cried on was my own.
Since when,
The girl in the mirror looked dead and weary,
The vibrance of my presence has faded away,
"Maybe you have lost your sparks," they said,
Maybe I am just lost, tired and scared.
-ms.whitehorse
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hey babes,no harsh word!