Dazed Red

thoughts

It was cold again. A room full of people. And it still felt empty.  I could of been  the only one standing there. I asked myself if I was even there at all.  The walls were covered with dark red paint, the color held my gaze.. but every thought wrapped itself around you .. each sound only grew more distant. In that moment I realized where i was. It wasn't home, although it felt like it. A state of mind that never seemed limited yet constant every time. I could of been anywhere... and still I'm always at the place of you.