What holds you suspended, is it strings?
I checked there aren’t any.
He reminds me he’s not suspended, always moving always moving.
The paths you traverse are farther than I will even imagine.
Can’t slow down when nothing ever stops in this place.
I tried to find somewhere I belong too.
Even if I did I wouldn’t reach it.
I don’t want to be trapped here anymore,
Too small too many memories too heavy.
Could someone come get me so I can find the place I need.
Somewhere out there if I never find anyone I can find a place where I can finally belong
Even if it’s alone for all of eternity.
Even if it never is how I imagined it.
I wanted to know his side of the story.
This awful story I’ve been telling.
I don’t want to be alone.
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