Tuesday, November 18, 2025

Prove Me Wrong ©©

I walk alone through the darkness

A prisoner of this existence with me as its jailer

Sentenced to silence or exile from a world I regret

Countless souls stand by and watch in silence, helpless, alone


The streets are full of people just like me 

Lost in exile trying to find a way out

I don’t like what I see but what is there to do

When we fear loosing what little we have left


Times are changing as the light of the dawn

Rises between what’s a dream and what’s real

Exposing truths and lies twisted together 

Hiding from us what most of us don’t give a fuck about


We walk alone in a crowd of lost souls 

Looking for a way off of this carousel 

To drift away from all that is toxic to touch

Bitter to taste, harder to swallow


Together we hide in the darkness

Hoping to survive what we have little control over

In this dream it’s all real and the darkness is but a word

For we stand naked at the edge of the world, a witness 


Walker

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