This writing thing is something I have done for as long as I can remember. I usually don't share but there are so many excellent writers here I
decided to give it a go. Hopefully it won't clear the room.
Clearly I am not a proffesional so if you must lol please atleast offer it up as
constructive critisism.
It is darker here where I choose to wander.
The answers are clearer here where I choose to ponder
Cloaked in the night, this is where we roam alone
Never a safe refuge, never a safe place to call home
Often I have walked in more than one reality
Surprising how many pass through yet can not see
Living in fantasy and dreaming in color
Caring only for themselves and never another
They float right past with eyes wide closed
They choose not to see what has been exposed
For those there is no end to the shrouded night
There is no crack in reality to filter the light
Whispers in the night, screams riding the wind
I reach through the mist to try and show them
My breath comes quick and in haste
As I stand at the precipice with no time to waste
I gaze out at this tradgically beautiful site
Only to realize I have just begun to fight
At the end of it all will they ever see
That even in darkness I am still just me
edit on 14-1-2011 by Kangaruex4Ewe because: (no reason given)