the war continuesA Poem by We May Well Be The Oneswhen I dream, I'm asleep in an ocean sinking fast to the sands that nobody sees I move but only in slow motion all this weight on my bones is burrying me I crawl along the cold surface trying hard just to see the things in my way every inch is supressed emotion from the demons in me trying to escape
I know that some things never change I know that people don't stay the same
I make my way to the surface I've not seen the sky in years, the sun warms my flesh the breeze, it coldens my body I can hear the birds sing above this wet mess I look but there's no one around me I am still all alone, oh what a miserable dream
I am scared that these things might be true I am scared of what I can't do
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Added on October 5, 2008 Last Updated on October 5, 2008 AuthorWe May Well Be The OnesWest Covina, ORAboutI'm a student at Citrus College the name is abe I'm a papa I'm really into music photography is amazing road trips are always worth while there are a few other things... ...feel free to inquire more..Writing
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