By: The pixies
That's what song fully encapsulates the feeling I feel deep in the back of my chest.
There is something in the beat that I can feel in my soul, like it's speaking to me.
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Staring at the clouds as they pass wondering why we exist,
why are we here?
Why does time pass me by even though I feel stuck?
So many questions and so little answers.
When he left me the room went silent,
The walls were empty and I was alone.
If these wall could talk they would have nothing to say, they would be speechless.
They would wonder why and how but would never get a answer.
The walls cry out with me,
Because what else can they do?
While time was stopped for me,
It had started for him.
As time starts to slowly unthaw,
My hate for these walls slowly grew.
