My Place
You told me to be patient
to wait for your call
when you would inform me
of your divine will
you would tell me where and what
and I would grab my handbook
and begin walking, owning nothing
but the clothes on my back
Yet it seems like you took your time
did not tell me straight away
maybe you were thinking it over
or maybe I was not listening?
I ended up running away
beaten and afraid in the corner
the darkness my numbing medicine
with it's addicting embrace.
I'll curl up and fall asleep
live in a different reality
until you come to call me
i'll continue to pity myself
lost in the dreams
of another reality
Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2010-08-30 at 21:52
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