Look within to the dying well
Breathe in the mildew laden air
Who’s to break first?
So hard to walk away
Succumbing to the atmosphere
Within the hand, a coin of hopes and
Dreams. Pay for the brokenness inside.
Pause for a moment, what’s the purpose?
To watch the glass surface
Swallow up a wish?
War within, a raging battle; memories of a shooting star
Shooting towards the cracked sidewalk, broken mirror
Pause for a moment, reflect within, who’s to win
Hope or doubt, aspirations or disbelief?
Throw the coin and watch it fall
Desire has won, faith in optimism restored.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
Look within to the dying well
Breathe in the mildew laden air
Who’s to break first?
So hard to walk away
Succumbing to the atmosphere
Within the hand, a coin of hopes and
Dreams. Pay for the brokenness inside.
Pause for a moment, what’s the purpose?
To watch the glass surface
Swallow up a wish?
War within, a raging battle; memories of a shooting star
Shooting towards the cracked sidewalk, broken mirror
Pause for a moment, reflect within, who’s to win
Hope or doubt, aspirations or disbelief?
Throw the coin and watch it fall
Desire has won, faith in optimism restored.
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