August 9, 2014

  • Far Off Lands

    In the deep recesses of my mind
    There wages battle only meant for time
    Can I be the person on their hands &
    Crawl thru futures to some far off lands?

    Will I suffer further for some unknown end?
    Or curve my fortunes to an honest bend
    Will I ever move past a leap of faith
    and find the answers for an easier day

    The idle sea
    calls to me

    a frothy scene
    frolicking

    new day dawns
    beckoning

    past is gone
    awakening

    shall i scrawl some symbolism with my pen
    or contrive some fiction of where my heart has been
    i have screamed in darkness and heard its echo on
    thru halls of fury no longer in my lungs

    the righteous path seems like a spinning coin
    lost in a labyrinth confused by a spinning void
    I can be the fires lighting paths of truth
    once i unlock these secrets of me and you

    The idle sea
    calls to me

    a frothy scene
    frolicking

    new day dawns
    beckoning

    past is gone
    awakening