Sleeping Closets & Insomniac Hearts

Unpacked suitcases call to me

From closets still sleeping in silence

There's a road out there waiting

Skies to be seen from watering eyes

Signs with "suggestions" to ignore

There's this heart breathing inside my chest

Untamed and unwilling to sit quietly

Behind the cage of my ribs

It packed a bag three weeks ago

And hasn't beat right since