Oct 2015
In your fragile world
Even the wings of a butterfly could
manage to sweep you to the ground.
You lie in the dirt
Like a cast off
Like a lost soul with no home to dwell in.
Thoughts bouncing around inside,
Threatening to break you down,
Warning of last chances
Freedom calls
Will you answer or will you slither aimlessly away
Giving a ****
May just help you get on the right footing
It may help you choose where you go to next
Crossroads
Dark forests
Gutters
And the breath of Angels
Which shall you choose to be your guide I wonder
Hands held clasped
Closing off all that come near
Hear me
See me here
Picking up pebbles from the beach reminds me of you
It is possible to go from
lost to found.
Maybe you would like to take a stroll
Feet in wet sand
Toes curling
**There's a smile and a warm heart to be found here.
Even the wings of a butterfly could
manage to sweep you to the ground.
You lie in the dirt
Like a cast off
Like a lost soul with no home to dwell in.
Thoughts bouncing around inside,
Threatening to break you down,
Warning of last chances
Freedom calls
Will you answer or will you slither aimlessly away
Giving a ****
May just help you get on the right footing
It may help you choose where you go to next
Crossroads
Dark forests
Gutters
And the breath of Angels
Which shall you choose to be your guide I wonder
Hands held clasped
Closing off all that come near
Hear me
See me here
Picking up pebbles from the beach reminds me of you
It is possible to go from
lost to found.
Maybe you would like to take a stroll
Feet in wet sand
Toes curling
**There's a smile and a warm heart to be found here.
