On The Isle Of Why Poem by Madrason .
On The Isle Of Why
I feel lost
as if in a
great inner scream
is this the dream
or do I hear
the echoes bear
the cost of
shattered glass
where is it gone
my hope to come
into a future
filled with light
wont turn the black
blankets over skin
that needs caressing
a tender addressing
it's all so stressing
want to sing
instead I cry
want to fall
instead I fly
all on the Isle
of Why
my lonely call.
Madrason 5-03-2015
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