The Answer
The Answer
I listen for the answer
The stillness is suffocating
I wait and hold onto the memory
The pictures are all hidden
The sun goes up
The sun goes down
Everyday seemed like the last
Then you notice
Years have passed
Your exactly where your supposed to be
Control is no longer an option
There's nothing left to hold on to
Grow some wings and fly away
Into the skies
Leaving it all behind
There's a mission
A call to live
I hear the bells ringing
Where do we go from here?
We look for the pieces
Help me put it together.....
J.B. 2018
Copyright © Jeffrey Bovee | Year Posted 2018
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