We buried the truth somewhere in this valley of lies,
Somewhere beneath countless years of nostalgic regrets and shattered dreams.
Its imbedded somewhere between foraged memories and our unbroken hearts.
We dare not unearth it
because our self induced amnesia will forsake us,
intuition will deceive us and
our thoughts will shun us.
So we stumble and stomp
over germinations of a colder tomorrow
but we let them grow
because we know
that the harvest will fruit its rewards,even if we are apart.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 7:19 PM UTC
We buried the truth somewhere in this valley of lies,
Somewhere beneath countless years of nostalgic regrets and shattered dreams.
Its imbedded somewhere between foraged memories and our unbroken hearts.
We dare not unearth it
because our self induced amnesia will forsake us,
intuition will deceive us and
our thoughts will shun us.
So we stumble and stomp
over germinations of a colder tomorrow
but we let them grow
because we know
that the harvest will fruit its rewards,even if we are apart.