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Linger, Today

If I could be like everyone else

would I change everything I am

to fit in when no one really fits in?

I hear the rain on the roof,

the rhythm matches my hands,

dreaming of someone imagined

to fill the space in my bed

to fill the space inside of my head.

I wonder if I’ll ever find him,

the one that will love me as I love him.

Can I remove the things broken within?

I’ve been shattered by

the things of my past,

words spoken that remain lingering within.

I woke up this morning

full of hope for

what will come with a new day

but I know that what lingers

needs to be put away.

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