So you walk
Always the silent
A simple stray
Always the violence
Eyesight is grey
Long trepid treks
Sore necks
And an empty stomach
Strange, familiar sounds
But there is something
Deep inside
Where there was warmth
And fullness
And the memories echo
Here and there
Somewhere
Maybe in a dream
But still
The illness
And the constant will
To move
As if there is
Hope
As if something cares
So you walk
Searching
Searching
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
So you walk
Always the silent
A simple stray
Always the violence
Eyesight is grey
Long trepid treks
Sore necks
And an empty stomach
Strange, familiar sounds
But there is something
Deep inside
Where there was warmth
And fullness
And the memories echo
Here and there
Somewhere
Maybe in a dream
But still
The illness
And the constant will
To move
As if there is
Hope
As if something cares
So you walk
Searching
Searching
