Tragic expectations on a rainy day
a new quest
where will I go
flood the past and wash it away…
to think of what it all could be
to wake up to find
it’s not all what I was wishing
so I create the world around me
always on the look out for who will stab me
in the back
face forward
Cold windy day
playing chess with fairy tales
wishing some would last
wish some would just forget
I am
Alice … in a wonderland
can’t find the clock
can’t find the cat
Confusion…..
Grabbing all the broken promises sweeping them under the cracks
of this soul…
So I flood the past
wash it away
On a rainy day
No need to drown here
it’s all I have to grasp…