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Stuck inside these drab yellow walls
Hours pass
But the clock still reads 2:30.
Nowadays I don’t know
If the time is coming or going.
People swim back and forth,
Never really going anywhere,
And I watch.
I don’t want anyone to drown
Because somehow
It would be my fault.
I’m sure my face reads blank
Or miserable.
My eyes alone are vigilant.
My mind is racing
And long ago passed off
It’s outward duty.
You see,
Misery loves company,
And each sad, tired face I see
Reminds me
Of my instability.
I can’t save
Anyone
With thoughts like these
Myself especially.