Can you see me in moonlight corner?
Will tomorrow be tomorrow?
I will run into the arms of my lover.
Will you catch me before I fall?
No, for I don't know me.
So, you can never be.
The rain pours through open hearts.
I, never full.
I look .... for me.
Petals not open.
Colors never seen... not even to me!
People never be.
I don't see me.
Who am I?
A discolored, discarded rock.
Easily pass.
I live in this mind.
Will, oh will it ever be mine?
Open walks in daylight showers.
Can I be touch, when I don't feel.
Will it ever be real?
Maybe, this is is as real as I get.
I thought,...more.
Yes, more!
Its hard to dig.
I feel damp and cold.
I will never be free in a sea of rocks.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC
Can you see me in moonlight corner?
Will tomorrow be tomorrow?
I will run into the arms of my lover.
Will you catch me before I fall?
No, for I don't know me.
So, you can never be.
The rain pours through open hearts.
I, never full.
I look .... for me.
Petals not open.
Colors never seen... not even to me!
People never be.
I don't see me.
Who am I?
A discolored, discarded rock.
Easily pass.
I live in this mind.
Will, oh will it ever be mine?
Open walks in daylight showers.
Can I be touch, when I don't feel.
Will it ever be real?
Maybe, this is is as real as I get.
I thought,...more.
Yes, more!
Its hard to dig.
I feel damp and cold.
I will never be free in a sea of rocks.
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