wastelands of mind dip in the shallowness of soul...
seeking redemption from the bonds... young and old.. pains deep & cold....
faces float.. from memories and places long long gone....
passion craves & longing begs for a touch of skin or a sight forgotten so old..
laughter & shenanigans, that once formed the day & nights never came...
when the things were new & experience was rare..
i wish i wish so hard, i plead.. seeking innocence that i always lost, never gained..
or give me a medicine that this depth, this sorrow goes..
or takes me with it & the ways that people told..
it seems ive seen it ive done it all..
things i always lost & blots that never were gone...
i seek no glory no honor no love no pain..
i dont i just dont want to live no more..
1 comment:
there are still places to go..
people to meet...
people to bade goodbye...
seas to wade...
still more to life...
still a lot more to you...
Post a Comment