Darkest Dreaming

In the darkest corner of my mind
That's the place they stay
The ones that won't go away
Where they don't have to hide

I watch the parched desert
Encroached by now barren sea
Scorched down to aridity
And wonder if I can flee

In this bleak and desolate place
Electricity fills the air
Outside pressures compose the haze
That bring the end to many a chase
Reality has begun to tear
Seen through the spine of the sun's buring glare

Wondering

Wondering

I’ve lost my footing along the way

I no longer hold my head up high

Would anyone wonder why?

Whether at work or at play

No longer able to throw cares away

Ever wondering why

This has to be the way

Life is lived in brief spans

Mine seem to be mainly tired

Longing for holding of hands

Filled with a burning desire

But eminently lacking in plans

Ending in a gulf of fire

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