I have trailed upon a boundless dirt
road,
my veins freeze over while waiting for
my neighbor
to return with rations for warmth. To
shy away
from winter's frosted form, we gather
round a fire that scrapes the grey sky.
My shoes soaked from early morning dew,
towns people troubled with their own
angst...debating what to do -
how to continue to survive with the
amount
of toil we forgo in this bittersweet life.
Days prove to give little warmth,
nights give way for the spine chilling
mountain winds to trail in.
Our morals get in the way of our
desired sins and regardless
of what kind of wrong I have done, I
continue to long for you
no matter how far. I lock hold to some
unnatural explanation
to why you left me - behind an exploding star.
Leaves fall from an oak tree down to my
ankles they roam,
as I lurk over that same boundless dirt road,
dying for you to come home.
I just wanna hold you babe, I do not
want to let you go
when you are welcomed back; however,
do not blame me for everything you will never know…
No comments:
Post a Comment