Sunday 13 March 2011
So you get a blank page
And suddenly the mind becomes empty
All the thoughts that were trying to come out seem to get shy at the sight of the empty lines
All the glory and the pain, grace and disdain, all that's troubling my brain
In the flap of a wing flew away
But is it really gone? Has it really gone away? Or is it just hiding in some dark corner?
It's like someone's knocking at a door to come out, but at the moment the door gets opened, hiding inside in the dark seems to be a better idea.
Blurred mind and blatant feelings doesn't sound like a very good combination.
The worst kind of loneliness is when there's someone right beside you...
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