Just Beyond the DoorA Poem by Trent Files
As I gaze out from my window
I feel a sense of longing For that which I cannot explain Perhaps a sense of belonging I watch through pale eyes as snow drifts through the streets The streets of my humble mind Dusted and empty There is nothing here to find I listen to reconciliation Forgiving myself is the hardest part But stopping now is all too easy And I already have a broken heart But when I step through this door born anew I realize I do this every night Born again amongst the stars Watching as we take flight Closing my eyes shuts out the world That I would other wise suffer through But in my dreams I can fly away Across an ocean and sail straight to you Set sail with me And sail to another shore Take my open hand It's just beyond this door. © 2013 Trent Files |
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Added on May 16, 2013 Last Updated on May 16, 2013 AuthorTrent FilesFlethcer , OKAboutI like soccer I love heavy music that really can pump you up, like parkway drive. I love to write and most people say its dark and depressing but then again my life hasn't been a fountain of rainbows... more..Writing
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