lapis25
04-18-2006, 12:35 PM
I am standing on the hand of fate,
Like a clock's arrow to the next number;
Just to wonder what will be another,
Dream under night's controlling slumber.
I yearn for some reality;
Gloom mentality;
weighed on me like gravity.
If I was light I would escape the dark chasm;
Rather than being a prisoner to a phantom.
With so great a force upon the mind;
Dark as an eclipse in the timed sky.
First bright then dark;
The lost river floods my heart.
Next I can't even sense;
I will wait to be moved against time's breath.
New to the site, any feedback greatly appreciated, thanx.
Like a clock's arrow to the next number;
Just to wonder what will be another,
Dream under night's controlling slumber.
I yearn for some reality;
Gloom mentality;
weighed on me like gravity.
If I was light I would escape the dark chasm;
Rather than being a prisoner to a phantom.
With so great a force upon the mind;
Dark as an eclipse in the timed sky.
First bright then dark;
The lost river floods my heart.
Next I can't even sense;
I will wait to be moved against time's breath.
New to the site, any feedback greatly appreciated, thanx.