• nervosa 10w

    the walls of my mind
    are littered with words
    i wish i had said
    and regrets
    fill the halls at every turn

    i smile with sadness
    reminiscing on joyous memories
    just out of reach
    your face, framed
    provides a flicker of light
    like the constellations
    of luminous stars
    fighting valiantly
    against the darkness

    i cannot escape these walls
    there is a door with no knob
    and windows are absent
    but even if there was a knob to turn
    or there were windows to open
    i do not believe
    that i would leave
    because there is comfort
    in familiarity