What is out there?

by Sina   Jul 24, 2005


Words are spoken miles away
and yet I still do not hear
to whether it was time to leave
or time to stay.

I've been trapped for so many years,
that all I have to care for were
these little tiny golden pears.

Although the object was not real to eat,
but it was something that contain a piece
of magical seedings deep within yet beneath
the Shields beholds a lock and all I
would have to do is just to find the key.

I do not know whats beyond
these tall thick walls.
Would it be streets of quietness
or will be streets of cheerfulness.

Wanting to search for the one that holds the key
but I can not leave because the spells was much
to strong for myself to break.

Wishing that someone would ride through
these darks woods and see the inner light
of my glowing lamp and praying that he
would save me and set me free.

To find what is out there.
A world of wonders, a world of dreams,
a world of love, a world of pain to the extreme.

Stop protecting me I want to learn and
experience the first heartbreak that I long to urn.
Let me fail and break with my own success and
earn back with the golden truth that he who
would have the key would never let me fall
as you did to me.

By: faithangelbebe aka Shortay

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