Poetry.
11 years ago
Welcome to the puppy show.
Alone but I'm not lonely.
I find solace in the pain.
Quietly my mind pours out.
It's scribbled on each page.
I spill my thoughts like water.
Like a driven freezing rain.
I'm cold but I'm not lonely.
Just a little bit insane.
I spend my days in slumber.
I spend my nights alone.
I never stop to wonder.
Feel the movement in my bones.
I work to pay the dues I owe.
I work to pay for home.
I come home from a stupid job.
to spend my nights alone.
I find solace in the pain.
Quietly my mind pours out.
It's scribbled on each page.
I spill my thoughts like water.
Like a driven freezing rain.
I'm cold but I'm not lonely.
Just a little bit insane.
I spend my days in slumber.
I spend my nights alone.
I never stop to wonder.
Feel the movement in my bones.
I work to pay the dues I owe.
I work to pay for home.
I come home from a stupid job.
to spend my nights alone.