Walking around together,
I hope we walk the same.
Darkness will come,
in this dream and weather.
This city,
Is where I’ll dig my grave.
The breeze and twisters,
falling trees and flowers,
Rolling heaps of dried leaves
and broken brooms and rakes
walk behind me.
I hope we walk the same.
Tag: trance
Lost in Trance
Living in the moment;
Staring at you;
Short on words;
I am captive.
Oh release me!
I have places to be than in trance,
between lost and gold,
Without hope;
Stolen from myself,
Without a home;
Save me the love
not anymore is it gold
It is that which is old.
I am not your own.
I belong to no one.