I awake to see no light shining bright through my window.
I awake to feel an empty beating and an empty room.
I awake to hear the sound of the silence with all of its sorrow.
I awake to smell the scent of something I know.
Something is missing. Something is not in its place. Something hurts.
Something, something, that something is you.
http://www.makeliterature.com/reviewing/storyline-7047
I awake to feel an empty beating and an empty room.
I awake to hear the sound of the silence with all of its sorrow.
I awake to smell the scent of something I know.
Something is missing. Something is not in its place. Something hurts.
Something, something, that something is you.
http://www.makeliterature.com/reviewing/storyline-7047
i can hear it as a song...
ReplyDeletehmmm hmmm