I don't know where I am anymore
Somewhere without the music that plays in my head
Running nowhere
Punching nothing
Bleeding over things that may not matter
In the end
In the silence
I wonder what I'm feeling
Right now
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Dawn to Dusk
PoetryMy poem-journal-ramblings. Welcome to my head, mood subject to change.
February 8: SILENCE
I don't know where I am anymore
Somewhere without the music that plays in my head
Running nowhere
Punching nothing
Bleeding over things that may not matter
In the end
In the silence
I wonder what I'm feeling
Right now