When We Listen

Excuses drip from the walls thick as molasses Lies cover the floor waiting to be believed Shadows dance around the light  that has snuck in through broken windows. Dust covers the frames that once held smiling faces An echo of a child's laugh floats through the air. If not for the echo There would be no sound  anywhere. The spiders and flies  took their dance elsewhere Even this place is to dark  for them. No soul left to fill the void No whisper of any tenant  at all. This place they call Misery~ No one should want to be. It tries to hold on to others  It tries to belong Misery loves company "They say" But no company would take Misery on!

I wanna believe I wanna see I wanna know There is happily to be. Where do you look When you want to find That next challenge  for your heart  to be blind? You know that feeling... When they first see you? Those eyes light up Those lips part A slight lick of their lips  and you find... This is the moment This is the time This is the one  always on your mind. Where are they though? Where is that moment to be? You finding yourself  Looking too closely? "They" say when you aren't looking you will find the one who will blow your mind. "They" say a lot of things! Some are fun to say too. Some just make me  sad. The one about  "Letting them go  and hope they find their way...back" That one happens too much Makes me wonder... Why they just can't stay.