Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Letting Go

My world slips away
A thousand miles from yesterday
What I've got left to give
I've sown in fields of haze

Whispers lie to me
Shadows slowly gathering
If I could just grab hold
Of my last big dream

And the night it crawls by
As the stars suffocate brightly
With their life

But I'll tell you tonight
If not in person, in a note,
With laughter in my ears,
That hope's been killing me
And now I'm letting go
Letting go

1 comment:

Pat Tillett said...

The poet is back!
I like reading it!
I like writing it!
very nice!
I'm impressed...