the desire to try has all but disappeared
no modus vivendi to push towards the tree-line
no chance of the mare being spurred
my steed's once clear eyesight becoming blurred
it was once an easy ride
a straight and narrow path towards the barn
it feels as if it needs some light
but all it can sense it the damning contrite
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
the desire to try has all but disappeared
no modus vivendi to push towards the tree-line
no chance of the mare being spurred
my steed's once clear eyesight becoming blurred
it was once an easy ride
a straight and narrow path towards the barn
it feels as if it needs some light
but all it can sense it the damning contrite
