Lost in the WoodsA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoulThere are holes in the ceiling Cracks in the stone Dirty water leaking through Drip, drip, drip Leaving stains on the carpet
The rooms are tilting Breaking dishes and picture frames Now we eat off the floor And try to piece together shattered memories But careful The glass is sharp
One tiny cut is all it takes Drip, drip, drip Blood has ruined the sheets Try to wash them with our tears But it just won't come out No matter how hard we scrub Or how much we cry
Or sweat uncontrollably Can't turn the heat down The thermostat is broken And the power's gone out There's a blown fuse But the lights still flicker sporadically Try to light the candles But the matches have all mysteriously burnt out
And we've accidentally spilled all the lighter fluid Drip, drip, drip We can pour gasoline in the fireplace But it still won't start without a spark And no wood to burn Look outside The forest is gone The trees have been chopped down and used up And yet we're still lost in the woods But at least we're not alone © 2012 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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Added on May 5, 2012 Last Updated on May 5, 2012 Author
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