drifting, drifting, drifting
it seems the sun behind me
has shut its doors
the past is past
memories fleeting
but the light before me
dances away
the future is future
dreams unreachable
I am caught in between
drifting, drifting, drifting
Posted by: Emily | June 4, 2009
Drifting
Posted in Poetry & Songs
wow i havent been on here in ages.
By: erika on September 23, 2009
at 11:16 pm
i know. no one has. =(
By: Emily on September 24, 2009
at 4:56 pm