Delinquent.

Tonight I’m a prisoner of my
own thoughts,
trapped, isolated,
at a loss for words,
my hands are still
cold and chapped from
the harsh Winter,
but I don’t seek the Summer yet,
I’m stuck,
I don’t wish to move forward
for a while,
so let me tell you how
I’m a prisoner of my
own thoughts tonight and how
words refuse to come to me,
let me tell you how
I’ve become a delinquent in
love.

Tune for the day: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTbObag1r0I

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