Four corners of a room
Pulse, until four corners become
A point, I'm in the middle
Of this shallow house
Where darkness has been
present but now gone
All that lies here is
Emptiness
is all I am
And out is the only place
I want to go.
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
Four corners of a room
Pulse, until four corners become
A point, I'm in the middle
Of this shallow house
Where darkness has been
present but now gone
All that lies here is
Emptiness
is all I am
And out is the only place
I want to go.
