Archive for June, 1988
So another evening
draws to a close
The bright lights
go on
and imagined lovers
evaporate like ghosts.
Home I go
to all that awaits
A sterile apartment
with four blank walls
I’ll light the candles
to set the mood
and dream once more
of what might have been
Been Walking a fine line in Dark Circles
Mind burning with voices from within
Wicked Whispers
Caressing, Seductive
Have to break away
Run faster and faster
Out of breath
Out of time
Heart Pounding
Missed a beat
But you started too late
Can’t catch up
Keep Falling
Can’t pull yourself up
No end in sight
Feel lost and confused
You’re in a maze
Knowing deep inside
that there is no way out
no escape
no way home
Smoke and Fog
Darkness surrounds you
Suffocating, Confining
You are not alone
Pray for the sun
Little one
The day is your only Salvation
