It is all too loud
and I am crawling into myself
and I am bowing my head
and I am leaving now
The light, two redbuds, and your moss covered roof
take me home
take me to the light
where the grasses hug your toes and the flowers glow like sunshine
Pieces of canyon, ivy, the woodpecker’s holes
It is soft there, I am no longer afraid
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
It is all too loud
and I am crawling into myself
and I am bowing my head
and I am leaving now
The light, two redbuds, and your moss covered roof
take me home
take me to the light
where the grasses hug your toes and the flowers glow like sunshine
Pieces of canyon, ivy, the woodpecker’s holes
It is soft there, I am no longer afraid
