More than is needed is what I want.
So that memories of late can go without me.
To the land of discovery that I fought
Many years ago in a land past the seas.
But when one thinks of this thing I discuss
There comes a meaning that is dull and hard
That it becomes needed to just live and let trust
What was lost and weary of all of my scars
One cannot fight the demons from below
Because it seems obvious of there own agony
We must be kind and let their pain swallow
So that the answers we need will all be free.
Whence I came it seemed so soft
And smooth that I wanted the sky
My feelings were kind to ideas I hold oft
But it is time that we just stop fighting and try
Otherwise what we all want
Will be held captive above
These nights thrown from beyond
Pushing through with endless love.
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