They say the more it changes
The more it stays the same
They have never
Stood still and watched
The night sky turn to day
Squeeze out the secrets
Give meaning to the ink
Running out of paper
Running out of heartbeats
All the time in the world
The greatest of ironies
There's 15 pieces of Silver
On my window seal
The Dreams outside
My window
Used to feel so real
There's 15 pills
In my pocket
And a ticket to the show
If only I had a reason
A single reason not to go
- Author: Edthepoet ( Offline)
- Published: May 19th, 2017 17:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
Comments1
I love it. Xx well written
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