Where is my child, O where can he be
I'm staring down an edge, just wanting to be free
I feel my well is empty, I've never had enough
This desert that I wander in, has never filled my cup
Lost am I now sitting, wandering in my depth
My visions only haunt me, forseeing my own death
Day by day is passing when faces are the same
I wander all alone, with no one left to blame
I long to numb this feeling, slowly withering away
Why do I keep rising, just to fall another day
So keep on falling child, on def ears falls your sound
I'm searching in the distance, never to be found
The years on such a young face, show only in my eyes
For even tho I'm dying, I'll live on through my disguise
This world is only wicked, no matter how you step
I hope I keep on falling, til I run out of breath
So reach into my thoughts an brace what you have known
You all know my feeling, but only I can write this poem
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