Empty Pages (Quatern)
Empty pages lie in my mind
Pondering about what to write,
Words are blurred, I feel like I'm blind
While I sit here so late at night.
I venture in the dark places
Empty pages lie in my mind,
All I find is lonely spaces
Lost words floating, as if confined.
Catching up, but falling behind
Trying to find some bit of light,
Empty pages lie in my mind
Words to paper, they must unite.
I will never give up my fight
Darkness and words remain entwined,
Behind a door, locked up airtight
Empty pages lie in my mind.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Nov.20/2004
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