I know my door is always closed
I'm sorry
I just want to keep warmth in
And the cold away
I shiver throughout the day
But when I come to my room
I find comfort in the bossom of my blanket
My soul is soaked in the heat that surrounds me
I don't mean to shut you out
I don't intend to isolate
I work for sixteen hours of the day
Can I please have the next eight?
I just long for my time in space
To be free to dance in the wonder of my thoughts
Relishing who I am am and all I could be
Completely undisturbed and wholly understood
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