Saturday, 8 June 2019

If I cry


Picture the room, all empty and silent   
where once was life,  the noise was playful and vibrant
that is where my mind goes when I am alone
when bad thoughts lurk, no one to phone

Relive the scenes like a slow motion movie
I race to the stairs, a cold wind blows through me
that is the place I see when I feel ill at ease
when my days are filled with dark stormy seas

Imagine the hurt, the tear to the heart
it trips you and kicks you and rips you apart
that is the world that I knew before
now lives inside, behind my minds door

So if I get emotional, if I cry
if I yell at the world to stop and let me fly
don't take it as an attack aimed at you
its a cry for the life I once knew 


Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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