Carry my emotions
Over to the morrow
When in the madness of the moon
I find strength
In the insults of the sun
I find peace
How will I
Find a will
A will to mend my wings
To dance off beat
To the skillfully played gong
To dwell in the time
When the sun
Kissed the sea
How will I
Find the green light
That keeps my heart
From stopping
How will i
Find the Robin
That swallowed the padlock
I had so guarded
With a beasts eye
How will I
Stop myself
From committing mutiny
Against my wayward heart
YOU ARE READING
JOURNEY INTO MY WORLD
PoetryWhen there's no one to turn to, we tend to turn to the one thing that's almost secrete to us. I turn to my pen and paper. My life might not be all that interesting but why don't u let curiosity get the better of you.
