Dormant
Days go by on their own
In circles
Delay, procrastinate
Only to miss out
Time has come to open up
To see
In my library
Books lay dormant
If only I could
Fill in the empty pages
With words
That truly mean something more
Persevere quietly
Be careful
Not to disturb
Our destiny
Waiting for me to face
All that is
In my library
Books lay dormant
If only I could
Fill in the empty pages
With words
That truly mean something more
In exhaustion I fall apart
No excuses for my lack of will
In my library
Books lay dormant
If only I could
Fill in the empty pages
Writer/s: Erin Welton / Scott Ferrell
