Walking Straight Away
Walking straight away
Nowhere to go
Crowded street
But empty way.
My mind hanged to a melody
Flying toward something unreal
But inside the real me
Is stable and safe
Nobody can understand
Nobody can even imagine
But I and myself
Like a treasure box
Step by step
I walk my life
I’m waiting for something
Too much undefined
I lost my past
I cannot reach the future
Flying and flying
With the ghost of my mind.
Copyright © Patrizia Cohen | Year Posted 2011
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