I have lived many years
As a mouse
Many years I have lived
In this house of umber
I have kept
Asleep I have slept
Gazing
Watching
Clouds floating
The vibrant trees
Their descendants
Through my many windowed
Walls of slatted wood
In Summer breeze
I have gazed
For your eyes
I have slaved
For your feathered face
Excuse me
I don't have to
Love you
Or anybody
Maybe they told you
But you don't deserve
My forgiveness
You *******
I'm sorry
I owe you nothing
My love that you shrugged
Is no longer in stock
But my hate
That's another story
Endless
But never enough
To heal
My broken heart
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC
I have lived many years
As a mouse
Many years I have lived
In this house of umber
I have kept
Asleep I have slept
Gazing
Watching
Clouds floating
The vibrant trees
Their descendants
Through my many windowed
Walls of slatted wood
In Summer breeze
I have gazed
For your eyes
I have slaved
For your feathered face
Excuse me
I don't have to
Love you
Or anybody
Maybe they told you
But you don't deserve
My forgiveness
You *******
I'm sorry
I owe you nothing
My love that you shrugged
Is no longer in stock
But my hate
That's another story
Endless
But never enough
To heal
My broken heart
