Look at the World

February 15, 2012
I started walking
All roads lead one way
You sing a tune sing a tune
Until it means something. You wonder west-word
Where the sun goes down
An I've found that's all you find you see lines blurred in the shadows
So heading eastward
to see the light
And in the light you find its bright
Then it will all sting your eyes
So we all go south
To that horrible time
A haunting twilight
In between the lines
But then rushing north, up to heavens gates
And time spans on and out
Like worn branches that have lead to twigs
Fray away.

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback