We lay claim to our humanity
but then...
Doors have closed on me
some came as a surprise...
the bed is empty
no jasmine nor lavender...
I have broken free
from this emotional prison...
Stood at a crossroad
deciding which path to take...
It is so easy to get lost in a jungle.
Fallen trees, debris amongst many other weeds will...
At the end of the day
it's me left with the pain...
Literature is like a cool shower
It can make a man it's lover...
Fold the paper
Corner to corner...
Within a dark cave,
buried deep in my soul...
along dark and winding forest road
stood a decaying house of wood and stone...
I'm a vessel, but I feel.
When you put me on that hardwood floor...