Empty streetsI stare at the roads
A gust of wind blew across the street
Rustling leaves seem to echo
through the inhumane silence
It's like a broken scene
Never meant to be
A voice whispers to me
Perhaps she is right
If my life were a crystal ball
It's definately broken now
My heart is closed
shut tight
oblivious to everything
I stare at the empty streets
Prying pry open my heart
and then i saw
The cracks in my life
and through it i saw people
The streets are no longer empty
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
9:45 pm
LIVING.out.of.REALITY;