donderdag 28 december 2017
My Dream
walking about the lively town
on days autumn claims
my thoughts drift away
I feel it all getting to me
no commitment to please
walking of in a setting sun
slowly starting to run
geting away from it all
running into endless walls
in the distance an image shows
walking where the sun is low
I try to get as close as I can
slowly I come 'round the bend
past all those endless walls
I start running will I fall
will I get where I want
will I get there for nightfall
will I get there at all
too slowly 'round the bend
my last breath spent
buried the sun in the sand
I was lost slowly I ran
fell over an edge into light
coming to a hall with a door
running through a corridor
smoke leads to steam
where is my image, my dream
(c) JR.
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