A restless mind keeps dreams at bay
Now copper taints my golden ones
In spiders webs are gathered thoughts
That hang from threads this life has spun.
In borrowed clothes we huddle tight
But youthful minds find wonders true
Friends that mock and judge our plight
But pride does come before we fall.
Chests that heave and long for touch
That burst with pride in shining shoes
But leathered souls will wear in time
And innocents grow with doubts of you.
Cherished things from long past lives
That lose their gleam on pawn filled shelf’s
And clothes we wore when once were proud
Now hang from limbs like tattered shrouds.
Yet restless minds with flickered thoughts
Find strength to grasp and hold what’s true
Like sands that slip through nothing hands
We drift in search of hopes a new.
Then winter brings those chilling winds
That holds our breath in sleepless nights
As rain seeps in through leaking roofs
The cobwebs grow in darkened heights.
Where golden dreams are all that’s left
And children’s laughs bring hidden cries
Where strength is found in food we eat
But pride has left without goodbye………
Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 3:43 AM UTC
A restless mind keeps dreams at bay
Now copper taints my golden ones
In spiders webs are gathered thoughts
That hang from threads this life has spun.
In borrowed clothes we huddle tight
But youthful minds find wonders true
Friends that mock and judge our plight
But pride does come before we fall.
Chests that heave and long for touch
That burst with pride in shining shoes
But leathered souls will wear in time
And innocents grow with doubts of you.
Cherished things from long past lives
That lose their gleam on pawn filled shelf’s
And clothes we wore when once were proud
Now hang from limbs like tattered shrouds.
Yet restless minds with flickered thoughts
Find strength to grasp and hold what’s true
Like sands that slip through nothing hands
We drift in search of hopes a new.
Then winter brings those chilling winds
That holds our breath in sleepless nights
As rain seeps in through leaking roofs
The cobwebs grow in darkened heights.
Where golden dreams are all that’s left
And children’s laughs bring hidden cries
Where strength is found in food we eat
But pride has left without goodbye………