Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Canvas of Tragedy

The traffic passes by
Another cigarette in the city
A lost and lonely night
The air is stale and gritty
So many miles traveled
Only pavement lay behind
A pathway to escape
The approaching daily grind
Buried beneath my feelings
A blanked and faded complexion
There's a glare upon the window
But where is my reflection?
I cannot find myself
And nobody can see me
Another battle every minute
The stars - no longer gleaming
Pressing into the abyss
But I cannot answer why
The eyes of life are wet
But the rivers have ran dry
Imbibing more than once tonight
A chance to get away
Broken clouds reveal the blue
But my skies are all still gray
My heart has seemed to seize up
As tense as a clinched fist
The feeling of total emptiness
Does nothing but persist
These thoughts inside my head
Race so far out of control
While confidence loses ground
Complete unrest distends my soul
I walk slowly down the street
Everything begins to cry
As a few tears turn to many
The flowers begin to die
All of the colors wash away
From my canvas of tragedy
Everything just crumbles down
What is happening to me?

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