Broken Spectacles
Fading trees, withering leaves
A war of thoughts with inevitable tears
Clear lenses from past tenses
I walk in line with broken spectacles
Have you heard the echoes in the hallway?
Rain & storm cascaded through the doorway
Like battle between eyelids almost everyday
Closed eyes like a mice as I ran down the stairway
As the train moves fast,
I need a way out
Broken spectacles unable to see the clouds across the sky,
I have to drift away
When it all feels just right,
I must jump off the pieces of glass; like a scared cat
