Mood: hug me
Swish my hand through a cloud,
And thats how my heart feels,
A visible object, but empty,
I confuse what is real.
Im stuck in a fog,
On a desolate road,
Reach for a friend,
I know what Ive been told.
I cant see my fingers,
But I reach out anyway,
I yell into the shadows,
Someone, steal me away.
I sit and pull my knees to my chin,
Nobody answers my lonely screams,
I close my eyes and think,
Im sick of this world and its schemes.
What is a light,
When I dont want to see,
What is a heart,
When its this empty.