Something about us reminds me of houses
Lined up next to each other by force and circumstance
Under surveillance and sharp eyes
All tagged Poetry
Something about us reminds me of houses
Lined up next to each other by force and circumstance
Under surveillance and sharp eyes
sorrow is waves crashing through us
clashing with the shards lying broken on the floor
Why, why, why out of all people was it you
Why was it you who pulled me out of the starless dark into the blinding sun
Wandering/You are still such a dream I can't grasp I'm awake/It makes me want to melt into what is at stake
Thud thud/But nothing is there/No one is here/Why can’t I move/I am in slow motion.