I’ve lost all sense
Use
I sit in the corner waiting
Waiting for lightning
To strike me with purpose
I wish to be thunder
Audible light
Informing the blind
But here I wait
Not a storm… insight
Lost to the pages…
I’ve lost all sense
Use
I sit in the corner waiting
Waiting for lightning
To strike me with purpose
I wish to be thunder
Audible light
Informing the blind
But here I wait
Not a storm… insight