12StringDreams

12 String Dreams Journal
2001-09-23 11:00:00 (UTC)

The End

The End

The street light lights my path ahead but shines not on my
heart.
I walk unsure just where to go, I go to find a start.
The hazy skies seclude the moon. In clouds I vision stars.
Chariots await my soul, in dreams I vision ours.
Though hours pass the time stand still, no future do I hold,
beneath the hidden moon I walk, so steady and so bold.
Signs describe my journeys end, if led I must not lead
If followed by the fathers child, the signs I must not heed.
Houses darkened by the night, in each a family held.
I walk alone in search of light, the dead in search of hell.
Familiar streets I've walked before. Familiar dreams I once
ignored.
As corners come to bend my way, the night will come but
bring no day.
I stop and stare into my past, my eyes turn black as coal.
It's hard to hold your heart in place of holding what you
know.
The demon passes once then twice he wonders what I've done.
He'll pass again before it's light. Incage me just for fun.
I reach the bridge of falling light. No shadows cast below.
Now running from the demons eyes, I lose my sight and hold.
Forever falling amidst the light, four visions visit my
vacant life.
The first brings songs of careless ways, upon my heart his
song he plays.
The next a friend, no words no lies. A mirror of hope
within his eyes.
The third, a life, formed all of glass, too fragile for the
falling tear.
A crack is formed below it's gleam, then spreads with wings
of fear.
The forth I hold and show the rest what life is all about.
A baby born unto a man, A man that's born of doubt.
Both hands I hold this gentle life as visions pass on by.
Afraid to reach as visions pass. Afraid I'll lose my
child's eye.
Visions meant to be for him keep passing with the light.
I try to catch a piece of each while holding on to tight.
Each time I see a vision pass I fear it always ends.
Each time I feel I'm losing hold, another dream begins.
Confusion plagued by visions flight, I spin into the dark.
As visions carried by the light, I heal within my heart.
The circle spins with no control. I hold but cannot stop.
I search within her eyes for help, finding only tears not
dropped.
The pain I caused to try to hold my visions with both hands.
Is slowly moving through the sea of tear drops like the
sands.
My ship will never find again, the song, the girl, my one
true friend
Till hands that hold my child tight, learn how to juggle
dreams with life.

The Beginning