A Place to Cry

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

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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