Flowered walls and pictures with scenes

of young girls
Only dressed to be seen.

A record player and a too large bed

A lonely girl who was lost in her head

She was waiting
Waiting
Waiting

For a savior

And not the Jesus that her father gave her..

Her religion became
Books
Music
Thoughts

Anything that could take her away
From those four walls.

From the nothing
That was
Every.
Single.
Day.

Like a shell

Wandering halls
And bus isles

Empty hallways
That were her home

A tiny
Small spirit
Who was all alone.

Nothing changed.
There was no one and nothing to find.

The thing that she looked for

Was only in her mind.

there are such  desolate places on this planet
not in the desert but in the hearts
they are a huge gap

I know wonderful depths
do not think in sea
in unfathomable stories
never-told on this planet

very shocking
as far as eartquakes
cruel wars
never ended on this planet

there are hurricanes like that
people who can not find shelter
difficult to live
it is not clear tomorrow
on this planet

don't look into the bottomless abyss
you hear the buzz dizzy of love
legendary on this planet

secrets  on the of the caves
what the   past has to say
unknown pasy and future
on this planet

I once had
a beautiful voice
and you asked me
why I no longer sing.
I turned to you
and quietly replied
"because I was a bird,
and you clipped my wings."

rushing people
rattle in reality
remain unreal
crowding everywhere
disappear rapidly
escaping eternity
in the rattle
of time

Her coffee addiction slowly took a turn,
when the liveliness within ceased to exist,
and each day, the burn against her lips
reminded her of him
and she knew it'll take a while
to escape.

Playing piano, it's like I have a treasure chest,
each time I hit a note it resonates
like unto a sparkling jewel in glittering crest.
If I had a song I could write that could
reveal and unravel, your true feelings expressed,
I would play it for you in these endless depths.
Surrounded by fear, loss and by worry,
You've left me in the endless circling spin,
I'm floating in an empty abyss, no hurry.
But one day when you find me in the dark,
hopefully there is enough light from a fading
chord that will grant you one last spark.

The glistening notes continue to play out forever in
the glittering starlit skies, accompanied by natural
hues, white gold moon, eyes, and darkness in disguise.