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My brain burns lowly
As I stare at my cracked reflection
All of my messy imperfections
And my thoughts splattered against the glass
Oh how the wind blows
All the rusty old leaves
As summers turn into fall
How we think back fondly
On those golden memories
And tales behind a garden wall
Through the kingdom of trees
And innocence's symphonies
The young grow wings and fly
And as we share all those tales
Where only good ever prevails
We tell ourselves the sweetest of lies
Swirling colors, put me to sleep
Raspberry fillings, flowing out of me
Empty thoughts, blissfully lulling me
Until my head is full, filled up to the seams

Time passing by, or maybe dragging on
Lovely bright sunlight, at the crack of dawn
The clock ticking closer, my lovely bright sun
Until my thoughts are heavy, weighing a ton

Where did my brain go, why am I in bed
Endless fun, all curled up in my head
Days with you, take away all my dread
Until I'm not empty, sense no longer fed

Heart is fluttering, till I simply cannot sleep
Words are failing, as I try to make a peep
The world was simple, before you came along
And I don't know what to think

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