#174-Inside
21/01/2018
I’m scraped and worn,
Waiting,
For the key you hold.
Screws coming undone,
Dreams,
Waiting in the dark.
Use the key!
Let me breathe!
And for a while,
Come inside.
Then I’ll be fine.
Even if later,
You close the door,
With a goodbye.
Lovely
Thank you so much!