I wish to close the hole is my mind
It's the place where you use to unwind
I shall resign for the fantasy is no longer benign
I want nothing to come to fill this void
Only the strength to break free from your side
Seasons change but patterns don't
As my life goes, new homes are shown
A new storm to destroy me
A higher age to exploit me
Maybe then I will understand the depths of loving a man
Till then I walk with a ghost holding my hand
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
I wish to close the hole is my mind
It's the place where you use to unwind
I shall resign for the fantasy is no longer benign
I want nothing to come to fill this void
Only the strength to break free from your side
Seasons change but patterns don't
As my life goes, new homes are shown
A new storm to destroy me
A higher age to exploit me
Maybe then I will understand the depths of loving a man
Till then I walk with a ghost holding my hand
