paper mache

Fading like paper mache, she crumbles into delicate nothing as this cold wind sweeps through her days.

She says she came home to stay but she can't stop running away.

All her stories have been spinning from her mouth and she's still so alone, so lonely...

No voice echos back as she crawls on this empty floor, she's still so alone, so lonely...

Her dreams have been bleeding into every excuse which stifles her rise and her emptiness rings hallow in her vacant eyes.

Let down she couldn't grasp her ground.

Left out she wouldn't find her way.

She's just fading like paper mache as the pieces of her never seem to stay.

Reviews

[wordman]

touching write,i guess we all fade away

[AKhaus]

thank you kindly. this is a piece which was inspired by a shadow of a person who could not quite find her way.

[wordman]

you`re welcome