Shattered lives of an unlived fantasy.
I hear the breeze, but cannot feel the warmth.
Flowers bloom, but do not smile.
Lost at sea, I drift awhile.
Life goes by, yet I remain the same.
The beast within, I cannot tame.
A hidden world you cannot see.
One moment in time.
A lifetime to me.
I smell your hair, yet you’re not there.
Sweetness left empty.
I live in despair.
Memories and dreams.
What is real?
A life of fantasy not revealed.
Still I go on.
A broken man.
Peaceful journey?
Or just lines in the sand.
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Thursday, October 30, 2008
Lines In the Sand
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Lonely
Thinking of you.
Time passes by.
Lost in loneliness.
Waiting for tomorrow.
Pictures of you fill my thoughts.
I ache to be near you again.
When will you return?
I need you near.
The smell of your hair.
The touch of your skin.
Your smile.
And here I remain.
Dreaming of you.
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