I can't move
It's all a blur
And all I can hear
Is the subtle whir
Of gears and cogs
In your time machine
As you take me back
To the time when I used to believe
Believe in lies and the stories you told
About how you'd love me
And that you'd give me the world
You've taken me back and now I can't escape
Because the subtle whir
Keeps me awake.
YOU ARE READING
sparkys poems
Poetrysmall poems about personal experiences or the people around me :)
