Sunday, December 21, 2008

i have no questions,no prayers
there are never answers
curly hair of a kid with
beautiful eyes
brushed my hand
large innocent eyes looked up at me
filled with wonder
a feet or so tall
life must seem so big to those eyes
i would hate to destroy those dreams
i would hate to see the kid
grow up
and lose the peace residing in those eyes

my shadow follows me all over the place
i wanna peer through its eyes
watch my stumbling gait
pick up the dreams i leave behind
the feelings i crush beneath my heels
the words that sting
throw back hurts and worries
i wish life was simple

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