End Of A Depression
I lie here, dead eyes open,
Cold and distant, awaiting dawn,
Listening to the haunting voices
I once called home,
Now echoes from a far land
Where hope and passion roam,
Like birds on wing, free, eternal.
But I dream on of the day
The moment light stikes the dark horizon,
And emanates across,
As if a halo spreading wings arround my soul,
And it begins.
The call comes to step through the gates of heaven
And walk through to the world I once knew,
And now remember.
I am home now, belonging, and soon to forget,
But pain never greets me as a stranger,
And passion always as a friend.
Anon
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I Could Have Loved You
I could have loved you but I didn't know, and now
I never will
I think about you in many ways, at different times of every day
When I see your light I don't know what you say
it makes me think though and that's OK
I asked if I'd changed - we both knew I had, you
could of said
"Your completely mad"
It wouldn't of mattered in fact I'd be glad
Then again maybe you thought I was just sad
I knew you were going, but not like this
It's already forever, and that's how it will stay
You'll never come back for a weekend away
Keith (Wokingham Mind) |