A Walk Into The Sun
Aimlessly spinning,
Need a place to center,
A continuous obsession,
Only one thing will content her,
Systematic searching,
Doesn’t seem to be working,
She only finds static,
And her life becomes erratic,
Her world begins to crumble,
And through this maze she stumbles,
Into the wrong hands,
She blindly turns,
Torn again,
When will she learn?
So many times her hearts been slain,
The only thing constant in her life is pain,
Now which way will she turn?
Will she once again be burned?
Will she chance the great unknown?
Or be content to be alone?
Then, disillusioned,
She walks straight into the sun,
Thinking it’s the moon,
And she screams,
And she cries,
That she knows ,
Love is coming soon.
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