Saturday, February 28, 2009
Dark, red streets stretch wide ahead,
Is my eyes playing tricks with me,
How can it be that this is happening,
Because I can see you there at the end,
The sky goes blacker than ever,
as if it will stay like this forever,
Will the brightness glow in this black,black sky,
Because I want to see clearer,
You standing there at the end,
However my eyes are closing on me,
I force them to stay open,
Please just a while longer,
Because you are still watching me,
You standing there at the end.
8:46 PM