This Place

February 28, 2012
In this place it all feels right
It all feels whole
But it all feels wrong
These walls they all cave in
In here I'm weak
But I stay strong
In this place all words cave in
You're like a poem
You're like a song
Trapped inside four walls
I stand up tall
As I fall down
In this place
It's like a trap
My mind is stuck
My head moves on
In here I feel surrounded
I feel my breath
Nothing at all
In this place
It's like I'm drowning
Inhaling steady
But breathing's wrong
In this place
I paint a picture
It tells our story
It tells it wrong
Blacks and whites
Such vivid colours
And when it's framed
I tear it down
Your picture gone
Forget another
Not for you
Not for me
Nor these four walls
I cannot see
Not for this breath
Not for that face
I'm too far out
I'm far too gone
Farewell to there
And to this place

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