The Journey Back to Me


I walk with the stars
Alone beneath the waning moon
Forlorn to wander on
The breath of a breeze
Waiting, wishing to be nothing

Aching to know it all
On the journey back to me
To dance alone – for this
Is the way of things
The dreamer floating through the skies

Hidden upon a sigh
Woven in the dark
The secret in my secret smile

Silent spaces contain no answer’s
Love, laughter and heartbreak
Breathing new life where
The old died – over this
Reality caught in the stars

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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