Out of words to say
You never listened anyway
Still frames and images
Light up the windows of my mind
And the view is dark
Even though I am surrounded by daylight
How can I live if my mind is constantly on the people that have died in my head?
How can I live with myself if I think about everyone but myself?
Give me a minute or a few years
I need the time
And I need to feel the space
Cos you wrapped me in film
And now I am playing out a bad scene
Just like a movie
I need to feel in the mood
But I am in a void
And I'm being sucked in by a black hole
Framed in sunset yellow
That is surrounded by the sound of a melancholic cello
YOU ARE READING
Notes by Nailinthewall
PoetryIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
