Jan 2015
A soul just like the rest of us.
trapped in a world so bland,
so tasteless.
May colors paint our world with neon.
May we all find that hidden key.
The minds we once had as children ran so wild and loud!
As if life as we knew it then would be the same forever.
But... we were wrong weren't we?
My dreams aren't even a place of the impossible anymore, they're empty, leaving my body with enough rest to begin the next day just the same as the last.
©YourNightLight
trapped in a world so bland,
so tasteless.
May colors paint our world with neon.
May we all find that hidden key.
The minds we once had as children ran so wild and loud!
As if life as we knew it then would be the same forever.
But... we were wrong weren't we?
My dreams aren't even a place of the impossible anymore, they're empty, leaving my body with enough rest to begin the next day just the same as the last.
©YourNightLight
This was a Joe Cole challenge.
Juneau I have chosen you to make a poem about because your bio. I feel is very easy to relate to and holds some emotions within itself. Oh and I think your name makes a great title (I don't know what it means but it sounds cool.)
Juneau I have chosen you to make a poem about because your bio. I feel is very easy to relate to and holds some emotions within itself. Oh and I think your name makes a great title (I don't know what it means but it sounds cool.)
