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A lost soul, raised to dream and wander, raised to love and sacrifice, and mostly raised to wander ,,,

Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Darkness

I crawl under my bed seeking for darkness,

I crawl under my bed seeking for security in darkness,

I crawl under my bed wanting the noises in my head to stop,

I crawl under my bed longing for your warm touch,

I may be the clinger,

Could be the whiner, 

But the most I needed you in was the moment I crawled under my bed,

Too close,yet too far is how we are,

distance was nothing between our loving hearts,

distance is everything the moment I stopped hearing your voice,

Yet I crawled under my bed seeking for you, 

seeking for the unknown to bring you to me,

I crawled under my bed wanting you close to me.