August 10, 2009
I loose myself somewhere
Before I let go for sure,
Lost in the light that welled in me,
Lost in the paper that wrote
Before the magic ever began
I ran towards the stage
I shook the curtains and let then down
So that it could never begin
I hide the part that keeps me sane
I hide the part that knows
I hide the part that tells the truth
I show the ones that follow me
The ones I know will be the first to run
My pen glides over the pages
As I rise above the usual fall
I feel the same power within me
I lie below the unusual above
These parts I see behind me
Were never to be shown
Yet I wonder whether it is normal
To be this alone
People think I think they are the ones who know
I think they are right but yet does it have be always that you know
I stood before you were born inside me
I shall stand in a crowd now that the wind has blown the rocks away
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