Door?
Where? Where? Where?
I keep running,
I keep seeing,
But where are you?
I've lean hard on these walls,
Pushed these rocks,
Follow the light,
I just keep seeking,
'round and round...
I just keep coming back to this point,
This circle,
I can't see, I can't feel...
Have the skin hardened?
Senses numbed?
The heart turned cold?
Or is it just an illusion?
I'm trying,
Gasping,
Fighting,
Holding on...
But where are you?
Why can't I see or feel you near?
Can't you see I'm looking for you?
Where are you?
Where? Where? Where?
I keep running,
I keep seeing,
But where are you?
I've lean hard on these walls,
Pushed these rocks,
Follow the light,
I just keep seeking,
'round and round...
I just keep coming back to this point,
This circle,
I can't see, I can't feel...
Have the skin hardened?
Senses numbed?
The heart turned cold?
Or is it just an illusion?
I'm trying,
Gasping,
Fighting,
Holding on...
But where are you?
Why can't I see or feel you near?
Can't you see I'm looking for you?
Where are you?
posted by Melyong at 12:18 AM
2 Comments:
Feels like getting stranded inside, darkness around and any ray of light is welcome...even by moving the rock that holds the door. It's the same door that I took to enter inside and now trying to get out, now or never.
Wonderful, Melly dear.
Nanda
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