Leaving Nothing Behind
I’m like a used cleaning rag
Beaten down and torn
My heart harden from the storm
Like a beggar hungry and cold Lonely
Longing to find someone to hold
Knowing now while I’m growing old
Broken pieces no longer have control
The setting sun has no shine
Falling stars from this empty space
Leaving nothing behind,
Gray and gloomily skies
Traveling deep within the night
The bitter winter breeze
Blows the cold snow, deep into the trees
Pushing them down upon me
Standing looking to find the bright lights
Blinding insight while the tunnel grows smaller tonight
Written By Anita Everhart
Copyright © Anita Everhart | Year Posted 2011
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