There's a longing in me and it's growing strong
stronger every time I cross the door
There's an aching in my chest
caused god knows why
It has a voice that speaks to me
it begs me to come with it
Do you know where it wants to take me?
maybe home is somewhere far
and I'm stuck living in a land that it's all walls
I try to put it in words, organized ones
but these things that keep you tight
I don't want them to tie up my words
so I let them flow freely
Sometimes I hear it more clearly
it says I'm gonna die if I stay
And the moon looks marvelous
Do you want to dance? it says
I swear I do, but my legs won't budge

All the streets have faces of their own
and I know every single one of them
But other humans come to dance
it's them who keep me locked up
I get scared this humans will try to catch me
But the voice encourages me to run free
Which way should I go then?

So please, if you ever find a map
any map, really
send it to me, my love.
Maybe I'll be able to read the answers
Loud and clear
all those answers that other humans can't see.

Etiquetas: ashtray heart, crenças, desordem da personalidade, kim, poetry

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