The Aftermath

by SmileeItsBritt   May 1, 2010


Oh, I'm a wanderer now, watch me wander
Disconnected through time and space
I travel these paths of false reality
You don't know who I am, a nameless face

I'm a sleepwalker now, I wander the night
In the shadow of this ever growing hole
I face the mirror to prepare for the darkness
It appears I have a body, but I'm lacking a soul

My thoughts are flowing, wandering out
My skull is slowly bursting at the seams
And the world is spinning like a carosel
In a land where nothing is what it seems

My heart has grown to be a wanderer now,
With the offbeat of my collapsing lungs
It no longer pumps blood through my narrow veins
It disappeared along with the setting sun

I wander these rooms with uncertainty
Yes I stagger through the burning wreckage alone
Whether it's seconds, minutes, hours, or years,
I'm a wanderer now, I don't have a home

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