Take me slowly through the night
where the light is low like candlelight.
Only in a blink of an eye;
I dream of daylight shinning bright
seeping into my eyes when they are tight.
What a beam of light?
Oh, wait. Just a trick in my eye.
They’re false dreams that I seem to forget
the promising signs of one I might not get.
Only in one’s eyes that they do see--
are nightmares that one feels fidget
to become the reality and turn into hogget.
Which road to take--what is the truth.
Only to know my heart splits into two.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 5:57 PM UTC
Take me slowly through the night
where the light is low like candlelight.
Only in a blink of an eye;
I dream of daylight shinning bright
seeping into my eyes when they are tight.
What a beam of light?
Oh, wait. Just a trick in my eye.
They’re false dreams that I seem to forget
the promising signs of one I might not get.
Only in one’s eyes that they do see--
are nightmares that one feels fidget
to become the reality and turn into hogget.
Which road to take--what is the truth.
Only to know my heart splits into two.
