Life Through a Telescope
Watching live go by through a telescope
A mere voyeur on the other side
I see a world I no longer feel apart of
From down in the gutter
Where I reside.
Life going by so fast
Trapped and haunted by my past
Mt feet stuck in concrete
I can no longer move forward or back
Just a lost soul in limbo
Who's fallen between life's cracks.
As colour fades from my world
And I'm shrouded in deathly black
I await for the reaper to come
I feel like a frighted kitten ready to be disposed of
In a river in a sack.
My vision often gets blurry
As all hope is lost in my heart
So many dreams and aspirations
Just dust in the wind
My heart torn apart.
The words I write are my legacy my footprint
They come from my heart to you
They say that I existed
And my love for everyone apart from myself was true.
But soon my mere words maybe forgotten
Just an other name on an old grave
Hidden under the overgrowth
No one remembers or cares
Remember me if you can
As I once did you
In your hearts and your prayers.
Peter Dome. Copyright.29015. May.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2015
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