B I

B my shadow

Splashes wetting my face
cause you know its not sweat,
facing hardship, wondering when it'll pass,
listening to tick-tock in one of the walls....;

Fizzing in the glasses
perhaps you're with,
Dead silence and just thoughts
is what I am with...;

I whimper cause I can't scream
you glided away and everything hushed,
dodging these many situations
is certainly making me weak,
I ain't a dunce, I believe you
I just wonder when this dry will blossom.......