Walking empty streets
Not knowing the way
The future beneath my feet
Face turned to yesterday
Thinking it was all unfair
It must have been fate
That you were standing there
'Ere it was too late
I crashed into you unseeing
In this quiet place
Shaking my entire being
Though I never saw your face
I couldn't hear
When you spoke to me
Blinded by fear
I somehow couldn't see
But it was then that you said
That I should not be afraid
That I should look ahead
That my mistakes could be unmade
I should have been listening
I should have seen
You were all I was missing
All that might have been
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2 comments:
hi, nice to see you back with more poems.
thanks =) although it's actually a mournful ballad with a tune in my head
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