Lost (round and round I go) (07-27-09)

Like a Prayer in the pouring rain
sometimes answers dont come so easy
dreams dont die when you think of them often
In the eve of the twilight
Am I still young enough to feel new again

with no one here to sing me poems
I fear my time here could be short
want to feel a sudden burst of laughter
cover over me
like sweet images and words
meant to salt the wounds
I keep deep down inside
Just like my father taught me

There are flowers growing in my yard
But everyone thinks they're weeds
No one seems to see things my way
When is it ever going to feel like heaven in the sun

Where is the friend I need most
I long to move forward in joy
with the doors of life opened wide
No worry
I'm not falling apart

Some say I'm better left alone at night
Its a simple mix up, I plan on setting right

 

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