pace

When there is time to follow my heart
I find it is hard to find
When the rain marks again the start
Of the masses of unkind

Visions of a past in shade
Where the skies are dark and grey
A place where my misery is made
So dark, I know not whether night or day

Tranquil grey, yet fraught with fear
I look to the unsure horizon
In front of my eyes, the danger is here
An atmosphere so cold, now time is frozen

A familiar feeling although, I discover
Wrapped up in some destiny’s clue
And when I wake I will recover
From these dreams stained blue

I need to find the key to this mystery
As I glide through life and space
I sense some sort of pre-lived history
But I only move at this pace

pace

Kathleen Cameron

Joined February 2007

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A place where my misery is made

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