Spark
There's been something weighing on my mind
for a while now, like something in the back of my mind that's just screaming at
me, wanting me to take notice of it, to acknowledge it. And I would, but the
problem is that I don't what the fuck it is. I don't know what it is that's
bothering me so much. All I know is that there's something that's going to
happen, and I'm just waiting for whatever it is to happen.
Tish says I've lost some spark in my eyes,
like when she looks into my eyes she can see that something's missing. Sure,
when we talk about something that really interests me some light returns, but
besides that my eyes are just ever-so-slightly dead, I guess. There's some
spark that's missing.
Spark, wherest art thou?
And with this light that burns before thee,
I give you my spark, my soul, to do with what you wish.
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