A place Where I don't need to hide, A world that shines so bright I don't wanna close my eyes or sleep at night. For the light is my life and I know this is right and I feel for the earth to my soul to the bowl of milk that is left in the cleft in the middle of her last craft and her last laugh. My baby's last last laugh. For she slips away As fast as she came, she left. One moment my whole life was there. In the face of a kid who's age not four. And yet, I sit. Wondering. Dreaming. What if?
It was a usual and happy life wondering will I get a man I like I went to his home as his wife, life was like a play time, he earned money and I cooked fine Soon I had a child with beautiful bright smile A happy family it was but with big lies "The love is missing, the spark is missing" were my only lines My man was with someone else living his wonderful life I should have known, I should have gotten any signs As I couldn't bear living my life that was half of others and half mine Started to accept new city life with tall buildings and bright lights Struggle was real to live without my daughter, my lifeline But food and shelter were the only thing that matter at this time How beautiful yellow hoodie looked on me because of my smile Hiding all emotions and questions I have in my heart and in my mind Sitting in a dark room beside a man behaving everything was fine I could feel him, a person; I haven't met in my life At first, I cried and cried till my tears dried At second, I cried and walked for a mile At third, I accepted with clear eyes And now again it’s a usual and unhappy life wondering will I be someone whom I like.
The fame has bought this place. Check books out, pay to enter. Lines of the wondering eyes staying to see the wonders. The metal growing rusty upon the gates. Warning do no enter!
The mystery runs through the veins of the branch’s, strawberries gasping for life. Feathers searching for the last spark of hope to guide their path. No trespassing. Private property the sign read. But no owner present.
The faded laughs echoes like parrots never ending. The light will always be, the attraction ends but the memories remain. Sadness grows within the soil passing throughout the flowers. The sun collecting the thoughts, saving them for a rainy day.
Inspired by all the private tourist attractions that once was free for everyone.
I was still wondering if everything was really falling into place. If this was just another test- if it was everything worth losing for. It hurts so bad that seeing you now being with somebody else- somebody else who could offer you safety and laughter. Everyone seemed normal, everything seemed boring. I miss those times where i got to chat with you- all those times you'd laugh at my ****** jokes. Everyone thought that i was okay despite the smiles i showed- but believe me when i say i don't. I don't feel complete now that i am starting to lose everything once again.