Have written a million words
still there is want for more
have wandered a thousand miles
still no destiny in sight
each day pegs a new hope
some of it denial
some of it pure hope
struggle to keep my sanity
fails me at times
there is life and love beyond lucidity
so i like to believe
the smoldering bars keep me captive
scare of burns keeps me in check
scarred beyond recognition
I try to find myself in mirror
witness I do, a shadow of a ghost
4 comments:
scared.? Ghost..? why?
just some thoughts :-)
I loved it. You are just a shimmering ghost in the harsh light of reality...but you keep that spirit alive, shake off disappointments and yet move on sometimes in denial...sometimes in hope.
I'm getting hooked. Candid and sportively spoken!
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