I wander all my days
Through the past of youth,
Into the years of me a kid
And bleat with humor
At the death, that I can only be
And stumbled on a simple truth
That I am only man
And
Of justly thought
as i ever thought I'd be
To kick the habit and drown the pain
Of all of course and just of course
And pushed the dark away.
So turn my gaze to now
to nevermind the past
For the cool and calm
is now my just design
For age now has awoken
And time has thusly spoken
and now i owe to he
The change
The strange
Of what I saw
And that I will to be
In between the this and that
Of what I hope awaits
wanders chances
Hopes and ponders
Is the child
fool and free
So to the dark I gaze
The pool of empty time
That calls
Come now
I made the then
I see and do admire
And Not, a moment waist
For I am home again
From,
where I did come
From,
Of you no face
You of never age
And forever No, to rage
Made of dieing stars
From places not of mortal pain
Where the sun
has no domain
And the pulse and pressure in your chest
Tells you that is true
That the sky will never darken
With a fight to now renew
So Do then ask again
Now Into the dark
That all the happy that you feel
With all the greivous pain
Do you still walk
with muscles spent
Twards dawn
To die again.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
I wander all my days
Through the past of youth,
Into the years of me a kid
And bleat with humor
At the death, that I can only be
And stumbled on a simple truth
That I am only man
And
Of justly thought
as i ever thought I'd be
To kick the habit and drown the pain
Of all of course and just of course
And pushed the dark away.
So turn my gaze to now
to nevermind the past
For the cool and calm
is now my just design
For age now has awoken
And time has thusly spoken
and now i owe to he
The change
The strange
Of what I saw
And that I will to be
In between the this and that
Of what I hope awaits
wanders chances
Hopes and ponders
Is the child
fool and free
So to the dark I gaze
The pool of empty time
That calls
Come now
I made the then
I see and do admire
And Not, a moment waist
For I am home again
From,
where I did come
From,
Of you no face
You of never age
And forever No, to rage
Made of dieing stars
From places not of mortal pain
Where the sun
has no domain
And the pulse and pressure in your chest
Tells you that is true
That the sky will never darken
With a fight to now renew
So Do then ask again
Now Into the dark
That all the happy that you feel
With all the greivous pain
Do you still walk
with muscles spent
Twards dawn
To die again.