I have a worried face they say

I have a worried face they say
My soul is weary and torn
In my eyes you'll find emptiness
In my heart bleeding thorns

My language is broken
The words are never enough
And my senses are too weak
to be able to trust

I lay down in the music
Forget the shadows and the tears
I float and drift aimlessly
towards the greater fears




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-08-07 at 02:23

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Commentally Ill
i have a baby face they say

nice to meet you.
2005-08-07


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
music, that great soothing calm, always nice to just drift away for a time.
2005-08-07



Beautiful text! Especially the last two lines appeal strongly to me.
2005-08-07