Saturday, June 4, 2011

Weary Traveler

I am constricted
a fool conflicted 
an individual plagued by moral contradiction
the same one running purposeless toward a path round a corner lost in a circle to her right destination 
roaming bewildered by boarders
bystanders not innocent enough to make a decision 
everyone going round and round til ground falls down 
a broken road paved in pain, prayed in vain
rain the only substance that satisfies this thirst for change 
but back to same cycle insane won't blink first I'm not through with this game 
bury me, I'm profound in sleep 
traveling time, space, and dimensional dreams
and in an amazing wake I'll walk 12 leagues of my life in darkness just to live for a dream 
a fight between 
my existence or sleep
in effort to see 
if God might take this fool that traveled much in the name of love 
yet fears she hasn't done enough.
~Psyqsol 

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