Written by Ashley_rhein
I sit, against a broken window pane, wondering why I have the pain I feel.
I walk, across the empty city streets, hoping maybe you will meet me there.
Maybe I will meet the one true love, to me make feel safe and warm.
I cry and cry and cry to notebook that lays on me, to the words that own the page, to the water that has escaped their cave. I hope that the pain will drain and the sun will shine again
I run, across the empty rail tracks towards the empty house i see to soon. I weep, on the moldy stairs that creak, silently wondering if we will be fixed.
I cry and cry and cry to the notebook that lays on me, to the words that own the page, to the water that has escaped their cave. I pray the pain will drain and the sun will rise again
I run, across the flowering field, towards the new stairs that rise, to the golden sun that brung me home.
I run, into he arms of my lover, the one who gave me life.
I laugh and laugh and laugh until my stomach hurts so much I cry. I sing the joys songs I hear when I hear the living voice of me.
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