Its just me in this picture.
Unsure of myself.
Never wanting to seem weak.
Never wanting to ask for help.
Its just me in this picture.
A world away from anyone like me.
A nomad in my mind.
Searching for the universe's key.
Its just me in this picture.
My thoughts are the only one I speak to.
Noone else understands my language.
Noone else can show me who.
The picture of my life is simple enough for me.
But, the purpose of my existence still remains a mystery.
So restless is my soul as it fidgitd in my petuitary gland.
Contained within my body until the last moment I stand.
When the time has finally presented its turn, when my lungs take its last breath and death is what I learn.
Its just me in this picture will get the answer I've searched for and being alone in the picture won't matter anymore. |
Submission Name: Brass Candy
