Friday, June 18, 2010

Midnight

Take your pointed finger
And turn it inward
Did it really end up as you imagined?
It's been so long...
I've felt a vagrant wandering soul
Waxing and waning
Waiting for home
Waiting for colors to reappear
All is gray without you
See how static I've become
Please say it's not just once
I've not moved on, no
Horizons are not as far as you think
Distances from point A to where I'd like to be
Home
For now
I'm left out in the cold
A broken soul
We're all human
And you can't save me from this
I miss your hand
Forgive me my sensitivity
I just miss home
In your arms

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