Messages and Blue

Blue marks and messages

to a saviours unknown

one more day, one more drop in the bottle

until it’s time to come home

Come home to blue marks and messages

honey we’re all on our own

all waiting for healed hands to guide us

while we all walk alone

to something like half off dreams

oh, they’re so easy to sell

we’re all somewhat lost at sea

we’re all to busy to tell

Little girls in adult poses

With red marks on their noses

Talking late into midnight

Their unlocked door never closes

 

It’s not that I’m sure I’ll be better

I’d just like to remember what it is I’m running to

Cause with all of this smog it’s too easy to forget

Memories of messages and blue

 

*Found this in an old diary of mine. Hope you like it:)*

 

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About thesarahsector

A teenage girl who doesn't say OMG or LOL. I like Trader Joes scones, NYC, and writing. Check out my blog at: thesarahsector.wordpress.com
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10 Responses to Messages and Blue

  1. journeyman1977 says:

    Good morning and good luck today. Huge hug and much love

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