12:26pm

I am an empty tune too full of misery. 

I'm waiting for the night to let go of myself 

and lose every part of me in the ocean.

Time will freeze and I'll be free. 

My thoughts won't be caught in a box, 

my freedom lost in the desert. 

Veins will pour red for the weeds 

and eyes will search for yours.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong thoughts and place you took me with in the words. Late at night. Our mind can be active and sleep cannot be found. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[misha]

Beautiful write! I loved the line "Veins will pour red for the weeds and eyes will search for yours." Great job! Keep it up!

[Rasha Lama]

thanks so muchh!! i love your poems xx

[misha]

Thanks! And you are welcome. I quite enjoy yours!