Category: Writers Block
The candlelight
The flame of dusk
The feel of dreams
The scent of musk
The open air
A winding road
A sea of tears
That drowns the soul.
Just a drifter
A forgotten heart
Left in the shadows
To die and depart
Laying in silence
Silence is slow
Like a pendulum swinging
With nowhere to go.
Memories fading
Like scars turning pale and light
By the light of the moon
In the cold dead of night.
My tears the acid
That burns my eyes
Winter is leaving
As a part of me dies.
Summer is calling
A sweet, gentle breeze
My patience is waning
And it brings me to my knees.
All hopes adrift
On a raging sea
The melody is lost
In the closed part of me
When words turn into images
And images into dreams
The first light of morning
Forgets all I’ve seen
Once where there was understanding
It is now a dead end
A window of shadows
That light once glowed in
The fragments meant something
The pieces were whole
Not a story book ending
But I couldn’t let go
It was enough to make a difference
Enough to make me dream
Of where I was going
And what this would mean
A path I could walk on
A life I could live
A piece of me
That would make me believe
The direction I’m walking
Is rocky and bare
It’s sometimes unnerving
But what do I care?
I’ve found a beginning
A new place to start
Love is a companion
That strengthens the heart
So where am I going?
I don’t really know
But as long as I have people who love me
I trust the open road
Because no matter the distance
No matter how rough
May the wind carry me onward
And may faith be enough.