Poems from carrigancarroll
I used to daydream about freedom;
I used to daydream about appreciating
the abundance of food around me;
I used to daydream about eating...
she stares at her ceiling once again with a million thoughts
its 4 am i need to sleep she says
but instead all she can think is about how...
it's a long and lonely mile home from your door
hold me in your arms just once more
its a long and lonely mile to walk till daylight comes...