Flowing through life,

Continuing down the same old path,

Desperately waiting to reach the promised sea;

Trying to find a better way,

I look to the sky;

Lift me up above it all,

Far away from pain;

But it does not last long

Before I fall from that dream;

It seemed all was lost,

Until I realized

I no longer am following that same old path;

If it hadn’t been for the fall

I would never have reached a new stream,

One that flows not to the chaotic crowed oceans,

But a small oasis to call my own.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s