Guessing beside the empty road
It's only in my mind
This nightless fantasy
I guess I could never imagine where it would all begin
or where it would even stop
I guess I couldn't imagine anything at all
Guessing is the only thing I'm doing lately
Walking on an edge that is even smaller than my smile on my face
And trying not fall
Tail between my legs and trying to do everything right
I know I have to put on a fight
I can not let myself go with the flow
Than I would be lost
For years I've been sitting by this old empty road
And it always tried to take me away with his heavy load
It's time to stand up and leave my old home
But it's hard, old habits die slow
If just someone would say
"Grab my hand and fly with me away"
I guess it's time to do it alone
But is there that person beside the line
Looking if I'm doing fine?
Writer, Ikzelf
Reacties op dit gedicht
| FrozenScar: | Vrijdag, mei 21, 2004 23:21 |
| I love love love love LOVE!!! Your poetry!! | |
| Acid Burn: | Vrijdag, mei 21, 2004 22:36 |
| damn...echt mooi! Net zoals al je andere gedichten... Ga zo door! kuss Marije |
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| Fading Away: | Vrijdag, mei 21, 2004 16:19 |
| Wow, wonderful.. Yes, I believe there 'll be a person looking if you're doing fine, and.. eventually you'll meet someone who does grab your hand.. You're never alone.. Take Care, p.s. bedankt voor je lieve berichtje op mijn gedicht.. :) |
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| Auteur: Melodramatically |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Pieps | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 mei 2004 | ||
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