502 – Breakdown

This is not my face,
These are not my dreams.

What has died inside?
What is being born?

These are not my eyes,
This is not my name.

Where have all my tears gone?
Where was my smile lost?

This is not my skin,
These are not my bones.

Why am I still running?
Why can’t I just stop?

These are not my hands,
This is not my heart.

When did I start falling?
When did I let go?

This is not my voice,
These are not my songs.

Who will see me flying?
Who will watch me burn?

These are my new wings,
This is my new soul.

Here is where I found me,
Deep inside your voice.

• • •

Want to comment about what you read?