I’m finally drifting away…
Into some null kind of place
Of washed-away innocence;
The last shred of hope,
And culmination of doubts,
Fire to the last of my broken fence…
I have no home, I have no sight
Left in me to grind to light,
Despite all I had to begin with…
All that innocence…
I’m in a new place now…
The crazy limbo that I’m in,
That led me into dreaming…
Of my old fears and cravings,
The dreams of endless fallings
From two inch-high sidewalks
Into the death of the dream---
The mellow awakenings…
Just when I was getting used to
The frequent getting-losts
In the next lane
Of my childhood neighborhood…
In the map of my old dreams…
The once-nightmares,that is…
Fears that grew fond of my dreams,
Are leaving me along with the dreams...
Have I forgotten the need to fear
The little dire things of life?
Or am I simply walking, not drifting…
Into the burst of growing up...
For one last time.
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