Thursday, September 11, 2014

a tide rolling in

i’ve lined myself
up, far back in hiding

behind walls
loopholes:

there’s a digital edition of every
thing

deciphering
messages, yours
always come in lyrics

from now on let's try
out colours

storylines
you want to be your own

i agreed with everything

except revealing the secret
of sad moments

i know i am not
a fortuneteller, still

i knew you would come
a tide rolling in

there is a sadness to everything
beautiful

in the woods
we get lost when we forget

wandering alone
can be a crossroad on its own

when your hands were tender
I felt close

when we were closer, your hands had
already shed skin