Shadows

You make me feel so comfortable inside

Inside a room full of smoke, I've got a place to hide

My fragile bones are breaking

but in my mind I reside

Paint the sky with stars

And wait for a hazy dream to come forth

Drill a hole through my mind, and may those dreams spill out onto my pillow

And leave a mark so I can write it down for myself to enjoy

Shadows crossing my room

And I dance with them

I'll leave my heart on this floor

And when I'm lonely, I'll come back again

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[What happened to simple..]

I wrote a poem called Shadow last night, it had 'brittle bones' in =p found that weird... I love this, just the whole imagery of dreams spilling out, especially as I don't have them to my knowledge, and the mark where they've been written out. Dancing with the shadows, just gorgeous, lonesome love that fills you up. It's great, the comfort in the smoke and mind. Confusion, this really spoke to me words I couldn't get out =) xx