Cracked mirrors and empty houses…
Searching for someone who has left long ago…
Looking for footprints….
Thinking which way to go…
Broken bridges and mountains to climb…
Buried long ago yet digging deep to find…
Untended roads…talking, shouting…till I turn hoarse…
None to listen and none to reason…
Leaking roofs sharing the grief…
Letting the sun in
This room filled with emptiness and no one…
Party to my sin…
Torn spirits and low on patience…
Losing life, losing the essence…
Looking for a new opening…
Anticipating…
Sleepless just to rise…
Mirrors and homes and bridges and roads all come at a price…
Looking forward to it…
Still sleepless just to rise…
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