Good bye my sailing illuminaition set free my soaring wings. Breath my body has taken. For the very first time.
Been abadoned under false pretinses a place that binds me to its roots. Breath-
Freely I roam through my life unguided and misclaimed unclaimed and prodded. I need you not in my weary dreams.
Dumbfounded and lost you are no longer my source of comfort.
There is something else, for a soul that can breathe.. there is something else for this broken soul to move, someting else.
Life..
Dreams wisk me away to new worlds over riding on white horses and canopy tops. Something foreign and exotic I need you not to disguise my dream made nightmares
Fail to apprehend. Understand my native tongue. Goodbye.
oninoshinenyo · Wed Sep 07, 2005 @ 07:47am · 0 Comments |