Crazziness in a shell

Win me over

He has lost me for no reason

But he needs to win over me again

Though he doesn’t know yet


The noise inside has risen so much to now quieten by the music outside

The cries, the tears, the bare heart, all seems to be more real every night

Walking slowly down the meadows of my dreams, though careful yet finding the fantasies

Caressing through the moments like those, I forget all my pain somehow

The brilliance of heart and mind work together, to make my subconscious believe its true

Only to wake up the next morning to find out

He still doesn’t know

He needs to win me over again

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *