there's static noise in my brain
there are blinking lights in my eyes
i want to wash away with the rain
instead i'm sitting carving doors in the walls so we can get away
i cant breathe and i'm tugging on sleeves
they're like blank canvases and i resist
i just can't breathe i just can't breathe
won't you hurry up
come out it's been too long
come out, come out i want to be
i want to be
just like you
we can run away through my carving door
hands joined running wild we'll be okay
down to the forest where we'll be safe
we'll build a home and we'll watch stars on the roof
ghost masks won't get to us
we're invincible as long as this drum beat never ends
i promise i'll never be gone again
and i,
i can't breathe, and i'm tugging on sleeves
and i,
i don't think paint will cover it up any more
hurry up through the door we'll taste the air again
YOU ARE READING
Timekeeper
Poetry"I'll take something from everyone and give a bit of me, until I'm nothing but an echo. Until I'm a puppet of my own will, strewn together of every corner of this world. Maybe love is not needing that. Maybe if it is, love doesn't really exist." ...
