I don’t know why
I don’t know why
But with the storm winds high
I need a place to hide
This place inside
The four walls of my mind
I’ve been evicted into the night
And I need a place to hide
With these demons of mine
We like to dance and then dine
But the scenes go awry
Time after time
Another crossed line
A body and a knife
Wanted for a crime
I think it’s time to hide
Nothing is fine
Nothing is fine
And I can’t seem to find
A safe place to hide
A roar in the sky
Downpour as angels cry
I try and I try
But there’s no place in sight
A place to be alone
A place that isn’t home
Maybe deep within the earth
Buried within the dirt
A place where I can scream
And unleash all of me
A place where I can bleed
Where no one else can see
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
But with the storm winds high
I need a place to cry
I apologize for my absence these last few days. I’ve been busy trying to set up a blog tour for my book, beta reading, and moving. Right now I’m on a road trip to New Orleans with my family so I have some time.
In regards to the blog tour, if you think you’d be interested in being a part of it, please email me at jtantonacci23@gmail.com
Thanks for reading! Have a great weekend, everyone! 🙂
-Jordan Antonacci
Twitter: @misterhushhush
Enjoy the road trip. 🙂
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Will do
Thank you 😊
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