A Walking Desire
03 May 2011 Leave a Comment
in Poetry
If it doesn’t feel right… just let it go. Something new will come along… and then you’ll know. Every thing happens exactly how it’s meant to play out. If you follow the signs towards a different route. Chances are you’ll get lost in the crowd. Swimming in a sea of people you’ll stop and stare. Chances are he won’t be there. So you’ll search time and time once more. But you can’t cast an anchor without landing on the shore. So you’ll give up your hopes just to keep on hoping. That the life you lead isn’t all about coping. With the idea of being only on your own. Well someday you’ll find a place that’s closest to home. Drawn back curtains lining the shades. To let in the light from better days. Soaking up the window’s rays. You lay back only to contemplate… Which way would’ve led to the happiest of lives… well I guess I’m just happy to have someone by my side. And the pleasure is more pain when all things turn old. But I guess it can’t be worse than turning ice cold. Wanting nothing more than to just be alone. Well someday you’ll find a place that’s closest to home.
