Thursday, November 14, 2013

Not the same anymore

All those lingering glances
Are cause for ponder
And existential contemplations

Were they fleeting chances
That I’d let wander
Due to an excess of reason ?

How could I sleep at night
When occupied with could-have-beens
Though I never stopped myself
From not even trying

These are self-inflicted wounds
To my own psyche
Demons I'd conjured from my mind
to put my own heart in confines

Burning bridges I’d wanted to cross
Just because I'm afraid of falling

Can you hold me for a moment
So I don't come under
Can you hold my hand a little while
So that I no longer wander



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