Flower petals falling down
Landing on this cold, hard ground
I sit here with these stones of dead
With memories passing through my head
Cars go by with shining lights
My tears falling in the night
Staying still for hours on end
Hoping, wishing time will bend
I miss the things that are no more
Like things locked behind a door
You know they're there but can't be reached
You try and try till you're on your knees
Time is a fickle thing that we must all abide
Never stopping to take a breath or even a second's time
Hide all you want till age catches up
You can run far and wide till exhaustion is at your side
But the past is now
The present is there
And the future can wait till tomorrow
YOU ARE READING
Just A Troubled Mind Looking For Peace
PoetryA collection of lyrically inclined phrases that have popped into my head over the years. ~B.A.L.K Much love. Hard love.
