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Jun 2017
What am I gonna do about peace of mind
It seems a simple girl is not what I can find
It's so obvious what life should be about
But I make it hard like a restless dreamer

I can't take it easy with stones so high
I pile them up to climb my own mountains
You know it seems like a good idea at the time
But time tells me again how much I miss her

Being an outlaw pushes a lot of people away
I could live a life on my own desert plain
They write songs about it but there's no love
I'm coming back to see if she's a forgiver

I want less input into my own signature
Somethings not right when freedom shrugs
It's gotta' be somebody who knows how it is
Echoing sand is not what I want to remember
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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