Sunday, October 26, 2014

Elbow Room

I need some time that's just my own
I need a quiet place
I'm jumbled up and tied in knots
I'm lost without a trace

I need some space to clear my head
Can't think for all the noise
I'm losing touch, and I can't breathe
Can't hear my inner voice

I want some time to just be still
And listen to the trees
The gentle breeze, a rustling tune
As it dances through the leaves

It's there I'll make some elbow room
I'll get a chance to breathe
I'll let the quiet creep inside
And hope it never leaves

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