All Alone
Laying in a empty room.
My eyes painting the walls, with a single lonely brush of silence.
Becoming a puppet of boredom.
Drawing imaginary company, on the canvas of my mind.
Drawing and erasing,drawing and erasing.
Trying to create the perfect imaginary friend.
Lonesome silence disturbs these creations.
Longing for an argument with someone I love.
Its strange because I once hated it.
I wish then I would have appreciated it,
but instead I was silent as my room is now.
Only if I knew I was reducing the volume of life.
Come back loud laughs of company,
defeat this lonesome silence here.
Come back loving warrior, companion,
defeat this lonesome silence here.
I can only remember one silent moment,
when you where here,a soul embracing silent stare.
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