blibliophilic_caterpillar

United States

I am a musician; a lyricist; a writer.
I make art, because what else is there to do?
I am loud, and quiet, and everywhere in between.

Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

Message to Readers

I've been working on this piece for a few months. It feels empty on the page without the music, but I'd appreciate any feedback you can give :)

Wandering

February 4, 2021

Let me tell you a story
about a girl a little bit lost.
Stuck between two worlds
of what’s to come and what’s forgot.
Wading through the darkness,
she’s swept up by the tide.
Fighting for purchase
and who she is inside.

[instrumental bridge]

She stares up at indifferent stars,
offering up all her heart,
she’s stuck within a compass
and she’s lost and afraid.
She faces worlds of black and white,
hate and love and endless spite.
She looks for hope
in these fields of gray. 

[instrumentals]

Her life is hers, but what’s it for?
Writing songs and breaking doors?
She lets the wind take her sails.

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  • WishfulKittyKat1

    Oh my gosh, this is beautiful. The very first line sucked me in, and the story is so very strong. And the last line???? I love it


    3 months ago