Dark Clouds Rain Down Tears Washing Away Swirling Colors From The Clown's Face..
I only go there when I sleep
That place where all the familiar things creep and crowd around me.
Drowning out what comes crashing in
I heard a voice crawl across my skin
Per usual I didn't listen
For those seconds or eons I slept
You stood there beside what we'd built
What you'd kept I had forgotten
You saw fortified walls
I felt downtrodden.
Perhaps sensing time was short
I reached for your hand to pull you to safety
To pull you to me…
Added by maggot on June 23, 2013 at 8:11am — No Comments
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