Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Sliver Of Hope ©©

Looking up to the sky, reaching for something
Something so far away
You see it and want it
It’s there, out in the open

Listen to the sounds reaching for you
You catch a sigh tugging at your ear
Caressed softly, touched like never touched before
Before was fake, not real but deception

Illusions, conclusions, fantasy
Fantasy is born from hope
Only the real live free of the delusions of others
Free souls walk the earth free of sin

My feet burn from a road long traveled
Traveled through Hell’s smouldering path
Cursed with desires blessed with dreams
Dreams of tomorrow

Looking up to the sky, reaching for something
Something breaking through the grey wall above
A sliver of light cuts through the fog like a sharp knife
A knife slices the grey sky, letting life come in once more

Walker

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