Gone With the Wind
Trauma, but of a different kind
Zero time to say goodbye
Don't waste your breath now, you have none left!
It is too late now, hadn't you guessed?
A secret palace inside my head
No judges waiting up ahead
But a silk white dove to hear my thoughts
Taking away the life I brought.
This is my shelter from the world.
Now thanks to me for this paradise
Just as well I never thought twice
This palace is home but to a queen
A place countless others never have seen.
I'm not coming back! No matter how hard you try
I've already vowed my goodbye
It wasn't hard to make the decision
Because you bags of rats
Made me feel like I was in prison.
By Leanne Walsh
07/22/2014 (MM/DD/YY)
Copyright © Leanne Walsh | Year Posted 2014
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