January 24, 2008
Breaking.
I speak sometimes
From the outside of me
Out of the box of my heart
Together we become two lost songs
Always out of harmony
Dissonant
Sometimes angry
Deep down I hurt
And am lonely
Though I am dreaming of you
Of what could be
Though we never seem to touch
Our love isn’t happiness
Honey doesn’t flow through it anymore
My heart feels sore
I try and try
But you too can not find me
Box’s were meant to be free
Yet within the box
Is where it’s been
Waiting
To
Come out.
