Thursday, March 15, 2012

Refuge



Only to fall, but no where to land


The feeling that lingers after you draw back your hand


The emptiness of your arms around me


Nothing i can see


People notice my eyes gone grey


They ignore me as i sit alone, staring out at the bay


The waves silently playing


Trees are softly swaying


But the rock stands still


Everything laughing around it but it has no will


Nothing from here


Nothing nowhere




Time to fall


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