Where
Where are we to go from here?
The weed is gone, there's no more beer,
The air is quiet, not a sound,
The people have left, no one around,
Your all alone, no one to guide you,
Lost in a dream, yourself to find you ,
Wishing you could take it back,
Surrounded by that deep space black,
When you feel less then bright,
Know that through darkness, comes light.
Copyright © Daniel Berg | Year Posted 2012
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