Saturday, February 12, 2011

Sun in an Empty Room

It was all in my head,
it's still all in my head
It's progressing, you're luminesing
you're breaking my heart and I'm falling to pieces.
You're ceasing to care
Still, the smell of your hair catches my attention
as the wind blows by
that electric scent, that eccentric decent
and you're bending me backwards
even though you're half ways around the world
because all your secrets are being unfurled
I'm being hurled back to reality
all this sensuality is just in my mind
You're still trying to find my sanity
but your vanity is driving me insane
and all this rain that is falling from the sky
is drenching my sense of self worth
ridding me of all new birth
quenching my thirst and reminding me
of that first day we met and I
started setting out our future
but there was no future,
it was all in my mind and all this time
there was nothing to find
No sanity, no sensuality,
nothing but vanity and a door
and behind that door an empty room.

An empty room with a little bit of sun.

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