Friday, March 9, 2012

If she comes



I tell myself if she comes

Light shivers
I still stare at my face

My heart is aching
I collect myself behind the door
I feel my wounds and my passion
My sorrow behind the house

Sleep and fear besiege me
How can I sleep ?

The sound of sadness
On my head
Me and your eyes
The night and my confusing paper
I tell myself if she comes

The horses of alienation
Crash me
And silence is fearful

The mute dream in my heart
Cry like a baby
Asking about you

When you come ?
When you come ?



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