On
The Current Of Life.
Detritus
washed ashore,
Once
bobbing lonely at sea.
Here
you came again,
Floating
in and out so hopelessly.
Casual
as a wisp of air,
You
left as quickly as you came.
Every
day had been so slow,
Almost
never changing, repeat the same.
Bordering
on pointlessness,
A
wild and forgotten rippling flow.
Told
me of my life to be,
And
the endless monotony, that I'd know.
Drifting
to no particular place,
Allows
you to come close to me.
Once
upon a long time ago,
Where
our souls had run e'er free....
Dreadful
harm arrived,
When
I had lived in that fear.
Gone
the day that you arrived,
Washed
up, upon the shore I hear.
Freudian
reason, speculating the worst,
Of
all you'd do to me.
Brought
in by winds of Orion change,
Has
helped me to stop and see.
All
the love inside your heart,
Will
save my worthless sorry ass.
Bring
peace to bear upon my soul,
And
hope that will come to pass.
One
day we'll set forever free,
'Pon
winds that blow into our eyes.
'Neath
currents of the flow of life,
There'll
be no more sad goodbyes....
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