9/14/20
It’s like screaming
when you can’t make a sound
Searching for the answer
not knowing the equation
Touching the water
yet your hands are dry
It’s like racing to the edge
And you’re going in circles
Sitting in the clouds
With nothing pulling you down
Typing every word
then a blank page prints
It’s like a perfect world
in a painted picture
Ice cubes falling in a cup
immediately turning to water
Cars going so fast
at one mile per hour
It’s like the first hit
of a morning cigarette
Listening to the lyrics
but all you hear is the bass
Looking beneath you
seeing a film of your past
It’s like breathing
deep down in the ocean
Crying hard
shedding no tears
Taking one last breath
never to wake up again.
(herwords b.l.)
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