Lost path
I give away all my words I have nothing to say. I close my eyes never to open them again. I do feel wit h my fingers My fingers? Still searching for a bit of life wanting to touch, that what beats in your chest. There is no stopping nor am I moving... I don't know though! All I'm sure of, is of a search.. A search for a home somewhere; between two eyes and a heartbeat. Perhaps, for a home that was never mine...