Four Walls

Surrounded by these four walls
I weave the dreams of yesterday
They watch me, they always do,
And when I fly too far off reality,
I can feel them closing in ,
Threatening to crush me
Until my feet touches the ground,
Somewhat reluctantly
And I see the walls haven’t moved at all
Just the spaces have been filled with people

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s