there's an emptiness to my soul which i cannot replace
i was just walking
skating, the street
calling my name as i
barreled down it at
high speeds, not a care
in the world
(except beneath the broiling
sun, my mind boiled)
i wandered down,
collecting my things
and believing that for
once in my life, i will
not be disturbed by the
madness which surrounds me
(oh, but i was a fool, a troubled man
to believe such tomfoolery)
there with a book in my hand
and the water rushing underneath
my tattered and bruised shoes,
the shattering of peace and tranquility
pierced through the landscape
like a harrowing siren, preaching into
a speaker until i was speechless and
e m p t y
(now, as i trek back home,
there's a heavy weight which lays
upon my chest, and i haven't anywhere to set it)
((perhaps my bed will be a proper resting place,
but nowadays it's a soft slab missing another soft slab))
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