take a ride
through a person's mind
do you mind
knowing what's inside?
there's a storm
behind my window
shake my core
to an all-time low
i'm not flying
i'm floating
i'm not dying
i'm hoping
i'm hopeless.
do you know
what's behind the door
don't you go
if you don't want any more
i'm not flying
i'm floating
i'm not dying
i'm hoping
can't you see that it's hopeless?
there's a shadow
behind yours
saying so..
make me yours
your lenses of lies
my pupils of truth
i wish i had died
before i waited for you
YOU ARE READING
Words Floating In The Wind
Poetrythe verses that never made it. the floating thoughts of the author in a way not yet revealed. stay tuned for these thoughts
