Friday, February 5, 2016

Game Of Risks

" And you asked me to open up my walls to all of this , but I tried , with fingers broken ," - Scope Of All This Rebuilding

I pause in the storm
The silence is screaming
I break for you -

This is how the story goes

Written in between the lines of these pages

Yet all they want is between half past 11 and midnight

There's something to be said about a story unread

Maybe she's missing some pages ........

Some say there's love

I say there's fairy tales

I say fuck

Maybe I broke this type writer
Maybe I'm invisible

He writes at midnight
He says I'm beautiful
I say he's beautiful

What's your story

We both have our walls he says

Fingers bleeding
It's cold outside
I'll let you in