Thursday, 7 August 2008

A Night of Shattered Sleep

Tonite,I feel light
Every minute I shed a pound
The wind today,
Almost took me along
I smile, I jump
But half of the story have never been told

Now you are listening...
Like I listen

You want to find a sense
To define your essence
But this pen is a pain
Pain of guilt,
Pain of fears and uncertainties,
Of incoherence and a night of shattered sleep

Today I've got nothing for you my friend
Unless you...but hey!

Please have a seat
Tell me about you
But say it only to yourself
If I hear you, we probably sound alike

You are listening

But I assure you,
With those ears you can't hear me

You listen too much.

No comments: