The Permanent Light
Lost in the world; he's stranded on his own
He's misdirected, a lost lonely boy
He's gone all ways, now a dark storm has grown
All knowledge is waht the storm had destroyed
The storm had devoured previous friends
The sky's cloudy adn gray such as his heart
For all he knows this may be his life's end
'Till he saw the light; they're two worlds apart
Distraught were the skies 'fore they met faces
He was stranded but now his path had cleared
All around were familiar places
His lack of knowledge was all he had feared
Enlightened man; no longer in the dark
Light were the skies, as well as his heart
Copyright © 2008 Lyndzie Garro. All rights reserved
- cliche_disaster's blog
- Login or register to post comments