Tuesday, April 4, 2017

3:00 AM

Empty
So empty and cold
Staring at the wall
At pictures in my head
And I wonder
Behind my wandering eyes
Will you cry for me
When I'm dead

Staring at the wall
Running till I fall
                 In love with myself
Shadows dance across my mind
Chained until I find
                 My way home.




Alison Day
1997