Voices from the soul

let me dream

as the day stretches into a seeming eternity

the clock seem to toil in it's own pace

the fire burning my cigarette seem to obey it's whim

how long does this day pass.

how long will these thoughts of her haunt me

the madness i feel seem to swallow me whole

like a shadow over my mind consuming me

how can my weakness be so strong

have i given so much

or have i have dug a pit so deep to fall  into

sometimes i feel so tired

i just wanna lie on the dirt

embrace the darkness

and curl up to sleep

so i may dream

for in dreams ...i am with her

 

 

 

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