Caricamento in corso...

Fly away

Laying there in blank space
Say not a word..with a blank look one your face
 
Thinkin, should I leave?
Disappear with no trace...?
 
But a promise keeps you here..
And you will not disgrace...
 
You can call it a mood point..
Maybe its my own detention.
 
With no cares nor tears to give.
Hollow....I guess its my own confliction.
 
Wanting release, to reach out..
But you dunno what words to say.
 
Now just wanting the distant clouds.
You wish you had wings... saying I’m done with this.. then you fly away.

Altre opere di Nicholas C. Miller...



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