Monday, December 7, 2009

We kiss our souls goodbye,
For a stash of paper thins,
And day by day, the same routine,
It drifts by us unnoticed.

And song after song, scene after scene,
That hole starts to sting you,
No longer unaware,
It bothers your insides,
So real, it cannot go ignored.

Now you start to dig,
Grit your teeth while searching for that truth,
You don't know what you want,
But you know its out there.

Sweaty palms and sleepless nights,
But you're still figuring it out,
Through every tear, through every pain,
You know you wont give up.

And every single day,
It leads you closer to the mist of truth,
Of what you think your heart is yearning,
Until you finally discover.

You want to be free, to run along the shore,
Scream your wishes to the universe,
In hopes that you'll be heard,
There's not a minute that goes by,
Where you don't want to feel the sun.

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