Into my soul
By evangelina
it's like an old car wash that has the streamers hanging down i'm walking through this maze searching for something... anyone... and i can't seem to find the focus. i hear the voices of others calling for me. it must be too dark for them to see my arms reached out to just touch the warmth of another soul. i see glints of silver passing by every now and then. but the swarm of confusion is covering the point of view- an eclipse... lunar eclipse... and i can't figure out when it will stop. that's what it's like to see into my soul, to see my emptiness... oh people, that's the soul you're trying to find and it's not doing us any good. unless you know the path to this darkened room... that's what it's like to see into my soul. Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 12:43 PM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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"it's like an old car wash..."