Thursday, November 15, 2012

Luggage


I walk this world with a heavy heart
Through words that sting and cut
                Alone I travel upon a crooked path
Hiding tears behind this mask
                Shatter this the porcelain face
Travel through time sound and space
                Happiness breaks through blinding light
Find one more reason to struggle past this fight
                But do not follow for might not lead
Instead walk beside me and just be
                Path no longer broken bad
Flat blacktop stretches on ahead
                Its now over
Time to close this day
                Thought id something more to say 

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