Fitting In

There is only one place I might fit in

Fitting In
There is a place that I know I would fit in

No one knows about it unless they have been

No one has ever sent back a letter or a telegram

But I could be at peace there knowing who I am


I could wear it like a coat in the cold winter snow

Lay down in it and just let my life go

Close my eyes no more pain for me to ever feel

Nobody would ever find me or look for me or will


Where I am now true peace I will never find

There’s just too many reflections caught in my mind

No way to redo all the things that I may regret

There is only one true way to ever forget


The place I want to go goes by many a name

No matter what you call it, it is still the same

You can call it my only escape from the memories of her

As for me I will call it my sepulcher

Reviews

[Gee]

Peace perfect peace, this found only in death.
A few more years left in ya yet Roger.
Enjoyed the read.

[Rogerh]

Thanks Gee