Aug 3, 2017


This guitar is a vessel that makes me
Sail the seas of my dreams wide awake
You turned my world to a monsoon storm
Ravishing my heart for a higher purpose
You call me home and I turn a deaf ear
I wanna curl here and far, hide and seek
You make me sick to my stomach
I ache and shiver but tears don't fall
As I strive to unfurl the mysteries at play
I feel like running away in the moist woods
And softly lay looking at the moon and stars