miércoles, 13 de noviembre de 2013

Empty Sheets

I sit alone
On empty sheets
Waiting for words to come
I'm so close, I almost see them

But they don't come
There are no words
Only whispers
Whispers that taunt me
Whispers that haunt me

I look down
The sheets are soft
Smooth and fresh
Ready to be unleashed

But I only disappoint them
I have nothing to give
Words don’t settle here
And so I wait
And so I remain

No hay comentarios:

Publicar un comentario