circles
goingroundandround
back at the bottom
the cycle begins again
*
numb
empty
dull
diluted
vacant
*
the struggle getting up
floating with ease above
to drop swiftly
crash landing to begin again
Laura Joan xx
circles
goingroundandround
back at the bottom
the cycle begins again
*
numb
empty
dull
diluted
vacant
*
the struggle getting up
floating with ease above
to drop swiftly
crash landing to begin again
Laura Joan xx
The world carries on,
They are none the wiser,
Just another face,
In the daily race.
*
Stuck in our stories,
Separate books on the shelf,
See behind those eyes,
A soul does there lie.
*
I show to the world,
My hard leather cover,
My pages fragile,
Just make the next mile.
*
Strangers are staring,
See cracks in the cover,
Each look weighs a ton,
They keep walking on.
*
Some may wonder why,
Divert from their own lives,
Most will soon forget,
There’s no need to fret.
*
Replaying the scene,
Over analysing,
One moment in time,
A personal crime.
*
To me one chapter,
For them only a glance,
Into someone’s book,
It’s only a look.
Laura Joan x