Unwanted
And these open spaces
fill these empty faces
Although they remain unwanted
Forcing it down on me
The river runs wide
Into narrow streams
Leaves fading down
cutting the world like a gelatine
Leaves breaking the silence
Leaving it's mother to arise
Instead plummeting to earth
Floating only to become wet
Drifting into a mystery
Drowning with waters running wild
Not knowing where it ends
For mothers gaurd is missing
Faces running dry
Cracking while they cry
Looking around for some relief
Copyright © Owen Van Der Schyf | Year Posted 2011
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