The only place
To float in
Feeling tiny in this darkness
Tiny curb place in the space
This only scared place ...

Suppose I shove myself off
To the tiny spot in my brain
There has to be someplace else
To make me happy again ...

We will one day
When we are ready to lay
Soulless you keep telling
The memory of me and you ...

Where we are going
Where life is the mysterious gift
Is it still involving
to our magic place ...

Perhaps the answer lies
In the old lives of the wise
Can we wait?
Is it possible?
To be true and maybe hide ...

Debbie Brooks 2014