Lights

Lights

A Poem by speakingcolors
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This song I wrote straight through, from start to finish. I rarely do that. I didn't even realize what the song was about until I finished it. Can you guess?

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Walking down the corridor of my life
I follow the only way it leads
To a door at the edge of its darkness
And I must enter to face my deeds

 

The door creeks open without persuasion
Blackness awaits my mind deep inside
So puzzling, so confusing, so strange
And in myself I cannot confide

 

Some type of hero I need
With guidance I can take heed
To follow until new heights
All I need are glowing lights

 

I blindly stumble, arms outstretched in front
Hoping to find something I know
I reach out and touch something familiar
Something from such a long time ago

 

I’ve found the lights I’ve been looking for
The lights that I’ve had from long before
I’ve had them all along but forgot
But I need them know for I’ve been caught

 

Some type of hero I’ve found
With guidance not so newfound
I’ve followed them to new heights
Those wonderful glowing lights

© 2008 speakingcolors


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TLK
Hmm -- a corridor of life. It reminds me of a road less travelled...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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speakingcolors
speakingcolors

somewhere outside looking in, PA



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poet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..

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