Evanescent
Shadows that I let myself follow, making all the excuses in the worldbut when challenged
I let them go, drift away from me
I hold tightly on to her
crying, praying that she will not pull on me too strongly
as she chases the drifting illusions with her eyes
the silly distractions she bugs me with
I let myself follow her
while still struggling to hold on to the ideals that make my
heart beat and my mind sing
She hides her face in shame
Don't ask me who I am
I cannot word it
I am these sad creatures chasing shadows
I am the dreamer that escapes from this world of pain
into a world of creation, ideals, models, systems and theories - and beautiful truths
and a baser world of empty wishes
I am the quiet friend that listens and speaks only wise words
I am the rambling, tumbling, blushing girl that gets every thing wrong - but also everything right
I am nothing
but in His eyes..
I become greater
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-11-29 at 18:03
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