Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Here I stand, and stare
Stare and strain my eyes looking in the void
Front of me

I know the wind blowing around
Is touching me
But never do I feel the warmth that it carries

I m starting from the rubble of my dreams
The ones that I carried and kept close to me
Oh! The pain is there inside me

I close my eyes and wonder if I could escape
But”no” I’m here to stay
A voice thunders onto me
I stand, stare, and wait for it to reveal

The voice that I hear asks me to hold this pain
Right inside my bosom
It asks me to move on even when my feet bleed

It says to stick, even when the glue of my life betrays me
It says to stare in the void, even when darkness looms o’er me
“Yeah” I said to it, “I will”

‘Cause the rubble of my dreams ask me to “move on”
They say me to pay them back and to give them the life
I witnessed for them once, they ask me to breathe a new life
Into the dusting fumes that smother them

They say, “It’s not all over, it’s here to start”
They say, “c’mon now, you got a go a long way”
Then I say brimming all over
With a pearl trickling down my cheeks and shimmering with the word
“Yeah”

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